I've reached a place where I just don't know what to write about. Unraveled Wednesdays are always a high point, but after that I've only got some small bits and pieces. So that's what today's post consists of.
- Do you have a favorite mug? My favorite has a picture of my kids on it and I use it almost every day. Sometimes it needs to be washed or I'm in a mood, so then I use my second favorite one. My mother might be appalled as I was raised to not use language like that; even telling my sister to shut up was considered "bad". But I'm the boss of what I say now, and at 67, there are definitely times when I'm thinking what my mug says. I haven't said it to anyone yet, but I know that day may be coming.
- Kat had recommended the 5 calls app if you want to easily make calls to your representatives. I was all set to download it, but it's only for iphone and ipad. If you have an android like I do, the 5 calls people also have a web site that works the same way. I've used it twice this week; all I had to do was input my zip code, choose what issue(s) is/are important to me, and then appropriate phone numbers and scripts are provided. You could spend all day making phone calls, but since I'm retired and have the time at least I feel like I'm taking some action by making a few calls. It may all be for naught but it also makes me feel a tiny bit better.
- I have been considering deleting facebook and instagram, but just can't seem to bring myself to do it. I never post anything on either site, but I still have a fear of missing out on something that might bring me a little joy, like beautiful yarn. I certainly don't need any more yarn and haven't bought any in quite a while, so maybe someday I'll just do it. Edited to add: I just did it. So long, Mark Zuckerberg.
- Speaking of yarn, someone has really messed up the closet in the back bedroom where my stash lives. I have two large bins and a small one for yarn but somehow that has expanded to a plastic chest with drawers and a trash bag. My needles and patterns used to be organized in a small bin and a notebook, but someone has been putting things back willy-nilly, to the point that I have to quickly shut the closet door so it doesn't all come spilling out. I'm envisioning this as at least a day-long project to take everything out, cull the stash, needles, and patterns, and organize it all when I put things back. I'll be ashamed to post before photos of this mess, but if I can get things under control, the after will hopefully be a big improvement. Since I've written it here, I'll need to actually do this (sometime, no promises when it will happen).
- There is power in clothing. I've never paid much attention to
clothesfashion, but I wear what is comfortable and practical. In the winter, this is almost always some Duluth Trading overalls, a waffle weave shirt or turtleneck, and a Hitchhiker. I was looking through my Hitchhikers and came upon two alpaca cardigans that Ryan had given me for Christmas many years ago. I have been wearing one of them most days for the past week, and in addition to keeping me warm, they somehow make me feel more powerful; maybe grounded is a better word. I noticed this when I was making my phone calls. I don't think I will ever be featured in Vogue, but if it's good enough for Michelle Obama, Taylor Swift, and Audrey Hepburn, then a cardigan is good for me, too.
- My BiL, Bill, is home after his cardiac adventures at Cleveland Clinic, seeing his doctors at home, starting cardiac rehab., and beginning the long process of recovering and regaining his strength. Thank you all for all of your good wishes and healing thoughts. They do seem to have made a difference and I appreciate all of them. Albert Einstein said, “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” This whole process feels like a miracle to me.
I hope you all have as delightful a weekend as possible. Being happy in spite of the news is a form of resistance and one that I think we have to try hard to preserve. Please feel free to share any bits and pieces and happiness that is going on in your life!
so glad your BIL is home! I know how you feel about FOMO. I do the same. I want to know...and every where there is a special someone I would not be able to see their posts so I stay on.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy to hear that Bill is home and doing well! I'm firmly in the camp of everything is a miracle, especially modern medicine. I hope his recovery continues to go well.
ReplyDeleteI don't know who messed up your stash closet so much, but I highly recommend listening to some good audiobooks or podcasts while you clean and organize.
Thanks for this positive post, Bonny. So glad your BIL is doing well. I second Sarah's suggestion of audiobooks while working on the stash storage. Have a good weekend!
ReplyDeleteGood news on your BIL. May his recovery/rehab be speedy and effective. Your stash closet sounds like my entire office. To be fair, Fletch has a lot of stuff in here too, but... Meanwhile I am happy because I finished my BIG sampler. Today I will stash dive in the stitchy stuff to pick out something new to stitch. The only time I go on Facebook is when my SIL posts (and I receive a notification). IG I look at daily, but not for long and usually it is just food related (or Margaret Renkl) (and funny note - spell check just tried to change her last name to renal - LOL). Love the quote from Einstein.
ReplyDeleteGood news about your BIL. I dumped all of my knitting stuff in January and did a hard sort and organize. It took a few days but was well with it. And good on you for hitting the delete buttons - I don’t use Facebook but can’t seem to let go of IG.
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