Lumpy vs. Smooth
My day, yesterday, wasn’t what you’d call stellar.
Everything I did seemed so haphazard and unorganized. Lots of interuptions, putting out fires and doing tasks out of their natural order (or my perceived and well placed order).
If there’s one thing I know about myself it’s that I am very much an “in the box” kind of person. Throw something in that hangs outside of that box and I fall to pieces. Well, not really. I did actually get everything completed yesterday but it reeked havoc on my psyche.
At the end of the day I felt anxious, scattered and exhausted, plus I had the feeling that something had been left undone.
It’s kinda like a ball. One is lumpy, one is smooth. Roll them at the same time side by side. The lumpy one doesn’t roll smoothly … it’s all over the place with no direction. The other one … smooth as silk.
Let’s just say I was very “lumpy” yesterday. Maybe today will be better.
Busy Day
Another day is about to end, or rather I’m about to end it by going night night.
It turned colder here today but at least the rain had stopped. When it’s cold in the South it chills you to the bone … literally.
My day was good but very busy. All of my well laid plans and things I was hoping to accomplish never saw the light of day. I had a meeting with my graphics department late this afternoon emphasizing points of production that could, hopefully, keep mistakes from making it onto the streets. It went well.
Ok … my eyes are heavy and my feet are cold. I feel the warmth of my bed and the promise of another exciting chapter in my book calling me.
I always welcome sleep. God bless.
Yay for the Weekend!
Well, the weekend is finally here. Seems like this week drug on past the point of tolerable.
Cleve and I are fixing to head to the border of North Carolina and South Carolina to spend a glorious weekend with Wanda and William … two of our most favorite people. William has graciously offered the shelter of his mom’s beach house and today we’ll be going to a winery there for a wine & chocolate tasting which are two of my most delicious demons.
I look forward to the time away from town and other people and believe it or not, I’m not taking my laptop! I hit a brick wall this week approaching burnout with high velocity. Time away from my dearest companion, even though it is just a computer, will be a welcome treat.
By the way, I deleted all of my WordPress files that I uploaded to our server. There were things I could not make work and my frustration level was rising quickly. I figured I have enough of that in my real life. Just couldn’t handle it for something that’s supposed to be fun and relaxing like writing. Oh well … it has definitely shown me that I, after all, am definitely the sum of my geeky parts which means absolutely SQUAT! Through my journey in attempting to dive into technical things of which I know nothing about has left me certain that I truly do know just about nothing.
And life goes on …
A Bit of Childhood Memory
I have reconnected with a third cousin of mine recently. She’s my age and we grew up together. OH! the things we used to get into as children.
When I think back to my childhood and remember Tammy, a smile crosses my face. We only lived about a block from each other so visits to each other’s houses was quite frequent … me going to her house more because we could “get away with more” there. We were mischievous little farts and many a time got into trouble for this or that.
One of my clearest memories of our antics was on one of the many nights I spent sleeping over at her house. We almost never went to bed before the wee hours of the morning but this particular one, be it out of boredom or just plain lunacy, we decided that we needed to take her mom’s car for a spin around the block. We were only about twelve-years-old at the time! what were we thinking??
Anyway, we thought about it and it didn’t take long for us to sneak out of the house, and crawl into the car. We pushed it out into the street so that it wouldn’t be so loud when we cranked it up.
If I remember correctly, I drove first. In the VERY small town where we grew up, everything pretty much dies after 6 p.m. so there was no one out to witness our little jaunt. We did, however, spy some headlights in front of us as we were making our way down the highway. Tammy yelled, “Turn right!!!! QUICK!!”. Ummm … so I did. Luckily for us there was no ditch there … there also was NO ROAD! The car bumbed and jarred and slugglishly made it through the open field I had turned onto. Remembering the headlights that prompted our little shortcut, we thought the chase was on. But no one saw us.
After that close encounter, we decided it was Tammy’s turn to drive. She’s shorter than me and, I can’t remember, but we may have put books in the driver’s seat for her to see. I vaguely remember her having problems working the peddles.
We ventured out onto Hwy 13 that comes in to our little town and once again were plagued by headlights coming towards us. I quickly reached over and pulled Tammy’s sun visor down with the thinking that maybe no one would see her driving if she had it down.
As we were fiddling with the visor and arguing about it’s “effectiveness” it didn’t take but about 5 seconds and we found ourselves in a very deep ditch with her mother’s car sitting on it’s side (my side). Amongst all the panic of our situation, we found such humor in it. It was always that way with her. Laughter was key. I laughed so hard trying to climb out of the car that I wet my britches.
The walk home, at 4:00 in the morning, to her house was a bit more sobering than the actual event as we imagined all the tortuous ways our parents would punish us.
Turns out, Tammy’s mom wasn’t too harsh (she never was) and my mom never found out about it. We begged Tammy’s mom not to tell and she didn’t … although at my ripe old age of 48, I would guess she knows but even at my age, I dare not ask her.
There were many more adventures with my cousin Tammy. Like plotting to climb down her chimney, peeing off the roof, swinging naked from a tree branch in her front yard (there was a beating for this one). Those are just a few.
Fond memories of laying in her bed reading Archie Comic Books fill my head and as I look back on our childhood I can’t think of one memory I don’t cherish.
I’m glad we’re in touch again.
Figuring Out Downloadable WordPress
Work, work and more work. Blah, blah, blah. I’m almost numb from it but still holding on pretty well. Good thing I love my job 
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Actually, I’ve been remiss in writing because when I’ve not been working (at home) and in between supper and episodes of Boston Legal or whatever series Cleve and I happen to be watching, I’ve been experimenting with the downloadable version of WordPress. I was afraid of it at first but was amazed at how easy it was to install.
Quite frankly, I’m not very good at this stuff if it’s too technical. Like I said, I’m still playing with it. So far so good.
Nothing like a new toy .
