Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Sunday, Oct. 17, 2004 - 6:22 a.m.
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Quickie Busy Fall Day Entry
Incredibly busy day, and I've used up all my time so this will be a short boring entry... 6:22 am!! eek!
I changed the bedsheets, washed two loads of laundry, four days worth of dishes, vacuumed the floor, removed all the tools paint hardware shit etc from the kitchen where Dad left them, drew 6 banners and buttons for my comics site and sent them to the people who will post them. Drew a page of comics, made soup from a huge bunch of superleafy celery and potatoes, traced all the sketches for the lost socks book, cut out the illustration board to draw them on. I also went through all the shots the photographer took of me and emailed her which ones I like the best. That was hard cuz she's a great photographer. Helped someone with their html. Read a few diaries.
Funny, seems like it should be a longer list, but that was quite enough, and took ALL day.
I also stretched alot. I am still a bit stressed out... suddenly all my september work has come in (oh Dad would be so happy NOW I am working like the good workaholic he raised instead of arguing politics at 2am)... and I still haven't started on the dog book I must have done for January. Which seems a long way off, but isn't, to conceive of, sketch, revise and color in a 32 page picture book. eek! Time flies.
So I stretched alot trying to get rid of the knots in my back and neck. Also I did weights last night for the first time in 2 weeks (hoping that would help the knots go away) so I am stiff in all my upperbody muscles. Stretch stretch.
Walked doggies in the rain. They are predicting snow in the upper Laurentiens (the mountains, or rather rolling hills made of rock, north of here)... scary!
Off to bed now. No bread for grilled cheese. Poopola!
Hugs to me, and
dancing in the rain,
Wenchola
Funny, cuz I was just telling someone that I am VAGUELY thinking of selling my house and moving to Verdun, but it is only a vague speculation now. Word passed fast, about four people in the dog park have said "so, you're moving to verdun?!!". AAGH!!
Here is my horoscope for Saturday, October 16:You may suddenly be struck by the urge to make a move -- a big move, too -- maybe to be closer to someone dear to you. If you've been mulling it over, be sure you're sure before you sell the ranch.
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