What if the tendency to make a short story long is not a flaw but a gift to be embraced?? What if the explaining of one’s experience in all the ways possible is useful rather than redundant? I’m pondering these thoughts but also, practicing brevity with haiku.
Life of a writer
So many thoughts in my head
Swirling all around
Category Archives: Daily Snippets
Garbage Day
Y’all, I just get so overwhelmed sometimes by all the information. My email is constantly overflowing with news, memoir training videos and articles about writing. Today I woke up from my mid-day nap and declared today a day to clean house. Decluttering my office corner, I scanned, I shredded, I deleted. I feel so much better!
Until it creeps up again, of course. I’ve been working to systematically unsubscribe from a lot of the emails I get regularly and fail to read, but it still builds up. I have to be honest with myself, these emails I think I’m going to read? They are causing way more stress than joy. So I’m Mario Kondo-ing that crap. Monday is my weekly “garbage day” because the truck comes on Tuesday mornings to pick up our trash, so this action was fitting. And it sets me up for the rest of the week. Now I think I can relax… maybe? It’s always a struggle for me. Oh, the irony that I always have to try so hard to relax. IYKYK. I’m going back to work. Just wanted to pop in here and say hello with that random update. Have a wonderful day, folks.
A day in the life…
I had my husband drop me off for my infusion this morning. It went well. I met some new-to-me staff, Kelsey who is a nurse and the clinic manager and Lyndsey, who is also a nurse. Kelsey started my IV and I swear I didn’t even feel it going in. She must be a witch. A good witch, of course.
My ride home was a whole other thing. Per the usual. Spec-tran was really late picking me up, I think 45 minutes from the start of my pickup window (11:29-11:44) and the driver was so apologetic. She said they were really short-staffed, and they kept adding pickups to her manifest. So she had one drop off north of my infusion center, two pickups to the west to be dropped off closer to my house, which was south (like, way south). It was a lot of riding around, getting a thorough tour of the area but eventually it was my turn! I was home at 1 pm. The driver said it was an hour after I was supposed to be dropped off, and she thanked me for being so patient about the whole thing. I knew it was out of her control and I honestly wasn’t mad, just hungry.
When I got home I heated up some leftovers (working on cleaning out the fridge without wasting) and sat to listen to a podcast while I ate. It’s been a tiring day, but it’s also sunny and 65 degrees so I can’t seem to muster any frustration about it all. Just happy to not be in pain from the cold. My body is so relieved to be feeling warmth all the way through (and not in a perimenopause hot flash kind of way). I’m eager to return to regular outdoor running, for real!
Trouble Waking
I’ve been sleeping late, as I tend to do in the winter months. I get up early to feed the dogs and see my daughter off to school, and then I usually head back to bed. Getting out of bed for that second time is significantly more difficult for me, and it takes a good amount of willpower to do it. Usually it’s my bladder that urges me up. Today it was the mental reminder that I needed to put a grocery order in for my daughter to pick up after school.
I got out of bed, put on my cochlear processors, and queued up a 90s music station to pep me up a little. The song that played first was R.E,M., “Everybody Hurts”. Not really the motivator I was looking for, but at least now I feel seen! Michael Stipe always gets me. If you know, you know.
Anyhoo, I’m up. Not super peppy, but I’m ready to work. Coffee in hand, I’m gonna go knock out that grocery list!
Long and Rambling, perhaps
Oh my word, friends. I joined a challenge to do 100 push ups every day in the month of May. My sister does these challenges with a Facebook group and they have always fascinated and tempted me, but this one grabbed me because she said you could do modified versions, and you could space them out in any increment, so I thought what the hell, let’s give it a shot! I have always had super weak arms and would love to get stronger so this is proving to be good motivation. We are eight days in and I have come to love the countertop pushup. It seems to be the perfect level of challenge for me. I can’t do the 100 all at once, but even in this short number of days, my endurance is already improving.
Today I decided to head back to the gym for some elliptical time and a full body circuit workout. The bonus? A hydromassage to finish it off. The hydromassage beds at Planet Fitness are 10 minutes of pure relaxation. My muscles are thanking me.
A short walk down the street and I’m parked at the coffee shop enjoying a large Americano. I was feeling so sluggish all morning and I think it was the lack of caffeine. I really had to push through that workout at the gym. It ain’t easy folks, but it’s worth it.
The interesting thing about this morning was that I was feeling really tired, but not fatigued. It was your classic – not enough sleep, not enough caffeine, wanna go back to bed – tired. I was feeling sluggish and borderline grumpy. It was refreshing in a weird way, to feel something like “normal”. Like how I used to feel sometimes on Monday mornings, heading into the office to work. A lifetime ago.
You could say I’m still working on accepting the loss of that life. It comes in bits and pieces. I am so grateful for where I am and how God has blessed me through disability. I am able to spend days like today at the coffee shop while my husband goes to work. But there are still parts of that life I long for. I’ll always long for independence. It’s just that these days it’s a muted longing, and I’m not nearly as angry about it as I used to be.
My desire to write more is coming back. A long time ago I was introduced to a memoir coach, Wendy Dale. She does paid coaching, but she also offers free coaching on YouTube videos. I had watched all the videos and was impressed with her knowledge. She was somehow able to deliver all this info in a simple and straightforward way. I was intrigued, and thought I was going to really get going at writing more, but life sort of pushed it to the side. I was more focused on my family and running than writing. And if I’m honest, that’s probably still true. Our son, our firstborn, is graduating from high school any minute now and will be off to college in the fall. You can imagine the mental load. Also, I’m working to get back into running, because I took too big of a break over the winter and my health and energy levels took that hit pretty hard. But back to Wendy. She recently published a book, “The Memoir Engineering System”, so of course I had to read it. It was all this lovely knowledge of hers, all compiled in one place. I purchased the Kindle version and devoured it in a few short days. It will be my guide book for when I am actually ready to write that book, but for now it’s all just rolling around in my head. You guys, I have so much rolling around in my head, you have no idea. Well, you have some idea because I like to ramble on here on the blog. I mean, that’s kinda what it’s here for. To help me declutter my mind. You’re welcome.
What else? I’m still reading a lot. Watching a lot of Criminal Minds reruns. Just finished up another year of BSF (Bible Study Fellowship). We studied the book of Revelation this year. In my 40 years as a Christ follower I had never read Revelation so I was a little apprehensive about it. It went well though. I had a great discussion group. Very diverse, and as my friend Cynthia noted at Share Day yesterday, full of alpha women. It was terrific. I don’t know how it is at other locations, but our BSF here in my city does a very good job at running this program. It’s always a safe space. Some days the passages we are reading are really difficult, and I have always loved that questions are welcomed and encouraged. We don’t always walk away with the answers – almost never, to be honest – but we walk away with a broader perspective and insight. I’ll miss my BSF ladies over the summer but I look forward to seeing them again in the fall!
I think that’s the bulk of my rambling updates, for now. My coffee needs my attention. Have a beautiful day, my friends.
A Gelatinous Haiku
Like walk through Jell-o.
Running and fatigue don’t mix.
Try again next day.
Pet peeves
I don’t have a super ton of pet peeves, but here’s one: not using the word “literally” correctly.
As in, “My heart literally went into my stomach.”
No, no it didn’t.
Though that statement literally made me cringe.
Hormonal Haiku
Legs ache from the cold.
Yet my armpits are sweating.
Perimenopause!
Haiku for the masses
Social media
Facade for relationships
Choose real connection
A Winter Haiku
Damn you Michigan
Frigid temps make my legs ache
Come quickly spring sun