Music tonight: "There's something about Mary" soundtrack
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
Wednesday, Sept. 15, 2004 - 3:04 a.m.
WARNING!!!! if you know me personally, you may read my diary, but if you do, you take the chance of hearing things you don't want to know, misunderstanding what I've written and being hurt by it. If you are unsure if it is ok to read, save yourself and me the grief and heartache, and ask first!!! Please note that this is a DIARY, ie my subjective feelings, hearsay, suppositions, and outpourings of ranting of the moment. It does not represent objective news, the whole of what I think of a topic or someone, or even a thought-out representation of any of the above. Keep that in mind. Thanks. * Here is a Diary Etiquette Read Me.
Unfocussed and Spinning in Place
I swear I am soooo scattered. Have been this way since before the weekend... it was like this trying to finish work and pack for the weekend.
I dunno... it seems like in the moment I am living in, at any given moment, there is nothing i need to be doing, or feel inclined to do. But then in general I see all these things that need doing. Cooking up stuff to put in the freezer. Doing a drawing for my mailout about my work website. Doing a drawing for a client. Rearranging stuff in the livingroom for the friend who is coming to live here in 5 days, yes, five days. And my dad coming in 15 days. dang.
And rearrange my studio so I can put in these other bookshelves I still need to get. And get selfsame bookshelves. And work on distributing my comic books more, and deal with my garden which is sort of overgrown and needs pruning and work. And clean the basement.. it is still sitting there... the tools and stuff on top of the workbench instead of in it, the stuff on the floor from making the dog trailer.
I DID tie up the raspberry bush today (which is producing its second crop of the season). I went to the gym. I did one page of comics. But I swear that is like all I did. Where does the day go? I dunno.
I am zonked and gonna hit the sack now. Somehow I planned to draw all evening. Where did the evening go. I didn't even eat a real meal. I had some french fries and a coffee while I drew my comic, and two slices of toast at home. Dang.
I hope tomorrow I am more focussed.
I have to put a check in the bank. And send the Govt a check for my back taxes. And draw more comics. Get four drawings done for the Toronto client. Go to the flamenco class at 8pm to try it out. RIght now I feel like putting my head on my knees and sleeping, thinking of a flamenco class. It's ok, I'll feel better once I sleep.
Did you know that the world is a mess. A real mess. And I am not doing a lot to help it. Dang.
My other entry today was better. tah.
me, tired wenchie
totally ineffective
sitting in a house full of piles of
paper and mail to be
sorted and replied to
and 2143 messages in her inbox to sort
and papers and receipts on her desk to sort
and put away
and papers and drawings and
reference materials on her
drawing table to deal with
and at least the laundry and dishes
are done.
goodnight.
Got this at SquirrelX's:
| Which Nature Image Are You? An Autumn Forest Thoughtful, intelligent, and introspective. You enjoy the company of others, but only a select few and for a limited time.
|
| Click Here to Take This Quiz Brought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests. |
1 People have left cute, callous or caring comments on the wench's wordiness!!
Leave yours too!!
Go to "notes" instead of comments
ps, you'll need to email me for a username and password
previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
