Paper Nickles

I like to have things to look forward to.
I like to savour those things.

Which is why I waited a full DAY to open a parcel I received in the mail.
I knew what was inside, I just wanted to savour that excitement of a new package... And, I really wanted to give it the attention it deserved, not just tear into it, only to have to walk away after 5 minutes.

It's a thing of beauty, this new CD package... two CDs and a book. Images and sounds, words to hear and read.

Stories.

Segue.

I'm exhausted. I've felt every emotion there is to feel in the past 24 hours. I'm spinning wildly between joy and anger, fear and peace, sadness and desire.
Can I take a day off from feeling?

sheesh..

So proud of myself and Badbunny.ca .. feeling like I'm getting back in control of things... annnnnnnd then....

First the rabbit has a bout of the runs, lots of scrubbing the floor and some serious pinning down of the bunny to get him cleaned up (honestly, how does he grow the giant dreadlocks on his butt?)

And then.... Miss. Jelly.

Finally paid off the vet bills from last month's eyeball injuries....

And now she's pawing away at her face after a full force run into the door frame/wall.

How? She needs momentum to get up the two back steps, so she runs open throttle .. except the eyesight isn't what it used to be... and she misjudged by at least 4 inches tonight. The clanging noise and watching her roll back down the stairs was almost too much for me. Thank goodness the vet gave us double the usual amount of meds after her last injury.

Biggest relief

I've been worried about approaching my immediate neighbour in regards to the hens. She's grumpy. And strange.

I've decided she's just really awkward.

Anyway, Monday she was outside (honestly, I've spoken to the woman maybe 6 times since I moved in two years ago)... so I approached her and told her that I've had chickens since last summer. And then I gave her some eggs... and waited to see what would happen... and she was SO excited!!! She even came over to meet Darlene and Maria (Cheeps is broody right now, so she remained invisible inside the coop).

Fears relieved, the hens haven't made any enemies... fingers and toes crossed as I wait for the other neighbour's house to sell.

wheels

I didn't bother to write about the changes that have happened in my place of work this year.

"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." Thank you Thumper.

However, some big changes of my own design are about to happen starting next week, so a quick recap is in order!

-I worked full time for organization A

-decided I wanted to buy a house, so started working full time for organization B also

-bought the hobbit house, left B.

-A moved my job to a different town

-I've found a new program within A to switch to, bringing me back to work in the 'Burg

Pluses to the new program?

- Working with an amazing team of people

-supporting a very interesting situation

-bike distance to work. (I can retire that car which no-one wants to steal)

-I can sleep in my own bed every night

-I'll get more than 5 hours of sleep

Minuses?

- A cut in salary

-further bike distance to work than what I had before I was moved out of town

-hours that seem to be all over the map.

What does this all mean?

-I'll be more fun to be with because I'll like my job so much more

-my body will like me

-I have to give up a number of the activities that bring me joy due to my work schedule....

I worry the two may cancel each other out at first.

New year, new things.

wake up slow

angry robot L.Bo is gone.
in her place is (nearly) the old me.
the one that cries thru movies, the one who feels deeply.
now, I just have to buckle down and figure out what's next.

wiiiiindy

today I was glad I wasn't an old tree.

meh, better late than never

So I realize I've failed already in my "blog everyday"  quest. But I'm ok with that. 

This year, when I added it to my resolutions for the year- it was more of an afterthought. and well, afterthoughts don't work out.

afterthoughts don't work out.

hm.

I'll have to remember that.

as an afterthought.

I've been "mini blogging" though. 

I'm an addict of the facebook status lines. Not only can I hardly wait to read what other people have written, but I NEED to update my own.

I've been thinking about it though.

The reasons why it's so ... I don't know... almost necessary to a degree.

People are always commenting on how busy I am... but.. I spend so much time alone. so .. I think that the thing I get out of status lines... is... "being alone together" (to steal a line). Even though I may have not even spoken to a friend all day- I've been able to share- or at the very least express- with maybe someone who cares- what's going on. 

Makes it easier I guess.

now, back to being busy.

The Saddest Hibiscus

I was given the most luscious hibiscus tree... plant? this fall.
It sat in the sun porch, and just bloomed.
and bloomed.
and bloomed.
It was the happiest hibiscus of them all.

One day, I decided to bring the tree into the house, winter hit, and the sun porch was now more of a cold storage room, with it's night time frosty temperature dips threatening the well being of my dear Bloomy McBloomerson.

He still continued to bloom
and bloom.

but something sad happened.

He decided that he was depressed.
or got bored.
and to bring some action into his life... he decided to turn all his leaves yellow, and make them all fall off.

Now he's the saddest, most naked hibiscus of them all.
except for the blooms.

(ps. he's onto week three of being naked- sticks and flowers... today I noticed some leaf buds opening up)

1101- and that's not binary

You know my dream of working in a coffee shop?

Well, I've got like 30 different dreams, but you know that one where I end up working in a coffee shop? A nice one.. that has live music, and I get to visit with people, and build community one cuppa time?

I had two separate offers this week to come work in people's coffee shops.

Now, neither of these were feasible. I couldn't live off of them. But it was lovely to be asked just the same.

The offer today nearly made me cry.

I'd love to have the means to be able to do it.

Someday.

Maybe.

Ps.

Ps. Who sent me those flowers on friday?

Thank you!

I love you too :)

bits and pieces

It's a small town
(is there a broken record on this blog?)
So small... that word of the break in has gotten to the owner of the building that the two kids ran into. So small, that he called to apologize.
So small, that he was at the apartment in the building talking to the people who lived there, trying to get the whole story.
Crazy.


What else...?
Right.... Started the bins tonight. Lost track of how many eggs I stuck in the "eggsperiment" bin... I think there's 15. But 4 adults in the "4 worm trial", and two hand fulls of various ages in "the ark" back-up bin.
Turns out... FNT has more worms than I thought.
I thought he had one bin of worms and 5 of castings.... no.. he has 5 bins of worms.
I think I've found my soul mate.
Well.. other than the fact he's at least 35 years older- and married. I'm sure we'll work out the details. (JOKES people)

Ummm...
No, I'm not getting a dog- but good guess... only in my dreams. No dog till I have a house that I can afford without working 65 hours a week- and at this rate... it'll be never.
EXCEPT- that our house will be going off the market at the end of August. And we haven't had anyone thru the house in two weeks.

I was in the car the other day with Bethfield and Jenny, the talk turned to children... and yes, most definitely- I want several... though.. the chance of that narrow by the day. Bethfield posed the turkey baster question- and if I had any feelings about it. I do like turkey- but I will not be having any children thru a sperm donor, thank you very much. Too many issues there. Strangely enough- Roomie2 was watching Oprah the other day- and it was about sperm bank kids... it totally reinforced my thoughts...
In the next breath... Bethfield asked me "well, what about a really big dog? like a St.Bernard?"

...



...

My mind was still going in one direction... and I was shocked and ... shocked... I was SHOCKED!

...turns out, she'd moved on... she just meant I would more likely be able to pick up some lovely man by having a large dog as a pet... not that I should bare mutant children.

I laughed pretty hard.

laments

Skull a day is coming to a close.

I dwell on things that don't really matter for far too long.

I regret words.

I regret unsaid words.

I should have had pizza for dinner.

Maybe I should be getting more sleep.

I never bothered to unpack.

I drank two cups of coffee and an extra large tea after 7pm.

the good news and the bad news

good news....
I get a new bed to sleep in at work

bad news...
I think my car may remain at work without me in the morning.. I'm pretty sure the alternator blew on my way home from the board meeting.

good news...
I had a bored meeting, but was productive and... was nice to see everyone again.

bad news...
I carpooled for half the trip, the driver drove 30 most of the way.

good news...
I got to go to a (really interesting concept) drumming course for work today. And got to see a cutie boy I hadn't seen in years, who just happened to be running the teaching portion of the event.

bad news...
The individual I took didn't like loud noises, so we only participated in about a quarter of it.

good news...
I'm the number one search for both fresh parsley AND parsley seasonings, and I didn't do anything this week to push it. how lovely.

good news....
Since dad is in the USofA, I'm getting cute new rubber boots mailed to him, and he'll bring them home to my feet.

there are others... but I'm ready for bed.