61/365/2015 Random Cooking


I woke up from a nap thinking about frittata, so I made one.   I didn’t use a recipe, either.

Finished my ethics paper.  I’ll lose a couple points for being three hours late,  but it’s done.  Then I decided I was way over thinking my policy assignment and finished it,  too.   I may lose points on that one for not complicating things enough.   Sigh.   I have no firm idea what the woman wants.

59/365/2015 In Defiance


Yeah, it’s still cold. But it’s not actively snowing and the ice has mostly melted. I’m stepping out tonight, and I’m wearing these heels. Because I can, and because that’s what I want to wear. I haven’t worn anything but flats since New Year’s Eve. If Spring won’t come to me, I will run to meet it. Figuratively speaking of course. Running in heels isn’t exactly practical.

58/365/2015 I’m All About That Space, ‘Bout That Space, No Trouble



So, I woke up in here this morning. It was glorious. I felt alert and refreshed and excited for the day for the first time in weeks. I’m not sure when the energy in my room got all jammed up and went awry, but it’s fixed now. As soon as I got the items for the meditation area in the room, with mounds of stuff still piled on the bed, and not even put together yet, I felt the shift, and knew I was headed in the right direction. There’s even enough floor space for yoga and planks and such as this. Nope, I didn’t plan that, it just happened. Most of my complaints from yesterday were addressed by this re-arranging effort. Sometimes the Universe answers swiftly.

I had been considering a new, bigger bed, but I won’t be doing that now, because there is no room for it. Instead, I will treat myself to a yoga mat ($5 at Five Below) and a new bedspread/comforter and dust ruffle. Not sure how much that will cost, and I don’t really care. I’m saving about $1200 by not getting the bed. Actually more, because I would have needed all new bed-clothes, too.

Now, if you will excuse me, I need to get on that homework.

57/365/2015 Hope SPRINGs Eternal


Ok, I’m off. I’ve been off for several weeks. I’ve been off since the winter storms and weekly kiddo dental appointments started disrupting my routines. I miss going to work for a full day on a regular basis. I feel out of touch with my people. I mean, when I’m there, it’s good, and I have technically only missed 2 days. But dang. First there was winter break. Then two days of court as a witness (excused for civic duty). Then the snow started flying and the dental appointments began. And today, that culminated in trading my Spring Break for listening to my children bicker with one another on yet another snow day. I’d hoped to trade that break for time with my older kids when they visit in April…and when my younger kids are also on spring break.

I’m behind on my homework. No, I mean behinder than I have ever been in my life, and I just don’t give a hoot. I better start giving a hoot, I have two assignments due on Monday.

And finally, I miss being outside. I now walk from the apartment to the van to the train station or into work. And back. I also walk from the train station to school and back on Mondays. But I don’t think it counts if I am huddled into a heavy coat and cursing the wind. Yeah, pretty much sure that doesn’t count. I want to sit on the balcony and read a book while sipping iced tea.

And I know some of you will say that this is because I live in Maryland now, and it’s colder, for longer. But I got this way in North Carolina, too. It starts with the time change in the fall and it builds and builds and builds until the time changes back to “normal” in the Spring(ish. Depending you know). By the end of February, every year, I am over life in general and ready to start slugging people. Thank God, I can flip the clock this weekend. It’ll take me a week to adjust, but then….I’ll be golden until next November. It is this weekend, right? Right?!?

So, today my daughter was going out and I asked her to bring me this planter thing I saw last night and passed up. Because Spring will come as surely as Winter now embraces us. I have no idea what I am going to put in there, but it was 50% off at Rite-Aid, and I wanted it and now I have it, for just 7.94, tax included. There are four pots total, you can’t see one of them in the pic. I think… I think since I have potting soil here already, and some tea leaves to put in the bottoms, I’m going to put aside this paper I am not writing anyway and put my fingers in some dirt. And if I get done with that, and still have soil, I may go pick up another set of these pots. But not this afternoon, because kids home because snow. Maybe tonight.

P.S. The dresses I bought yesterday are too small. I will try to exchange them when I am back there next Wednesday. That is yet another reason I want to get outside–I need to walk to get rid of some of this chubbery blubbery me. In fact, I would like to get rid of about 20 pounds of me. And bucket loads of stress and undifferentiated anxiety. I need to walk it away. I can’t do that sitting inside drinking chai latte, no matter how good that chai latte may be.

I could meditate the stress and anxiety away, if not the weight, but have you ever tried to do that with kids around? Hahahahhahhahaa, yeah, that’s the sound of my maniacal laughter.

56/365/2015 Making Choices


Today I paid off two interest charging lines of credit.   To celebrate,  I paid cash for these two dresses.   Because financial prudence isn’t all about deprivation.

Bonus: they’ll look good with combat boots OR dress shoes.

55/365/2015 Sometimes It’s the Little Things


Like sipping chai while I write my notes from the morning.   Especially when the temperature in this office is 75 degrees and I’m stuck wearing fleece lined leggings.