I don’t have the arm nor core strength I should by now from the frequency of workouts I do. I often resist upping the ante. I will start to lift more weight, push aside fear, and do more cardio. It’s impressive what plans come to mind when leaning against an air mattress while eating jalapeño kettle chips midday. Good plan.
Welcome to my 5, 5, 5 series. The objective of this exercise is to write five lines five times a week for five weeks about anything. Habits don’t create themselves, after all. The frequency & length remains from post to post, but the topics will be varied. Read my introduction here. Wk 2 Post 2 Writing five lines limits the amount of time it takes for me to overly criticize & dissect a post until I’m convinced that it’s “just right“. Writing five lines frequently during the week means I can repurpose that way-too-unrelated thought that came up just now into another short post tomorrow. Writing five lines is usually very simple. Writing five lines is often very complicated. I’m happy I’m finally on my fifth line for this entry.
White Rabbit moments. “I’m late I’m late! For very important date!” Alice in Wonderland The very moment I decide to increase my savings contributions I hate all of my workout clothes and want to buy new gear in the exact same shade of nondescript black in the same nondescript style to supposedly freshen up my routine. The very moment I am finally going to the farmers’ market for the day, I realize I have zero cash on hand and need to sort through the ten pound box of coins I have at home with the hopes I can buy at least two heads of kale or maybe some organic, cage free, etc etc eggs with the change in my pouch. The very moment I am due to be at the shuttle stop for work I decide to start getting ready for it. The very moment I map out my itinerary for the bus I find I have missed it and end up taking an Uber anyway. The very moment our plane tickets for our Christmas vacation …
On the back burner is seemingly how things work for the modern gal, this one in particular. Lots of lists and dates to make. Projects, trips, tasks, etc. are all of equal importance but not extremely urgent. How much can a back burner be expected to handle? The last time I looked at my stove I only had two, and as I’ve come to grips with the acceptance I need blinders in order to make me focus, two might be one too many at this time. Let’s pay some attention to my front burner then. When I think about the things I would like to put on my front burner, I recall the other pots I have simmering on the back burner that may have already boiled over. Wait, did I lose the window for dealing with my tax extension? No. Do I have the bandwidth to plan another trip abroad? I wish I did. Is this finally the weekend when we will see that Mary Blair exhibit? Will I set aside a full weekend, or just …
My classic Weekend Warrior Style. Image c/o google images. It is 1:03 am on Saturday morning and I have declared at least for this weekend I will be a warrior. I will get things done. I will ‘let go’ and tackle my self imposed to do list. What will this weekend warrior do? Nothing special, but here are the four things I will be working on Saturday and Sunday. Let’s see where I am come Monday morning. Pondering prior to pursuing. Apologize to Toffifay. This little penguin is my travelling mascot. The hubby and I found him a few years ago prior to our trip to Spain, maybe earlier. Tired of hearing from family, “Why do you just take pictures of sites on vacation? How do we know it’s really you taking them?” Enter Toffifay, our funny fluffy pocket sized penguin. If he is in the picture, then you know one of us was taking it. Toffifay likes to travel and he likes to be a part of the action. During my recent trip to …
Designed this way, the word ‘crunch’ remains fun! Image by Suzanne Barber With ninety minutes to spare before getting picked up for game night, I did more within that hour and a half than I had accomplished ALL DAY. I am surprisingly efficient when the minutes are ticking away. Not only did I wash dirty dishes, but I dried and shelved them, cleaned the countertops, changed out the dish towels, mopped the floor, and brought the trash and recycling out. I showered and dressed, wrote some holiday cards and wrapped two small presents. To most of you this may not be a big deal, but I once disclosed in my post here, how very inept I tend to be in the housekeeping department. In a time crunch, on the other hand, I am able to empty the dryer, sort, fold, hang, and put away laundry, beginning to end, within a fifteen minute window better than if I were given an open ended hour or two at another point. Sometimes with too much time and too much …
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