I’ve never felt more
sure and steady.
(Not that I’m asking
for trouble or tears…)
Yes, for the first time
this year,
I think…
no, I know –
I feel totally ready.
Monday
A Case of the Post-Vacation Mondays
I confess, I’m just not feeling very inspired today. I’ve spent pretty much all morning and most of this afternoon waiting for something to come to me – a poem, a funny quip, even a good picture to take – and you guys, I got nothing.
This happens.
This especially happens, at least to me, after a vacation. Anybody else? And any ideas to kickstart creativity?
Coming off of time away, it’s just sort of hard for me to get back into the swing of things. My brain’s just not in it. But it’ll get there! So, in the meantime, I shall ponder ideas for July’s short story, and hopefully come up with something more interesting to write on Wednesday. And Friday.
Sigh.
I Love Mondays
Strange? Maybe. But true.
Back when I was still working a corporate job, I used to dread Mondays. I’d stay up late on Sunday nights, just trying to squeeze a little more time out of the weekend. I’d sit in bed and replay the previous week, I’d worry about issues and deadlines, and I’d wonder, over and over again, how I had ended up in a job I hated so much. It wasn’t pretty.
Now, all these years later, and after working hard to build the kind of life I’ve always wanted, I genuinely look forward to Mondays. I head into every new week excited about what I can do with my time and how I can write and read and volunteer and actually see my friends and eat dinner before 9:00 p.m. every night. I enjoy making a list on Sunday evenings so that I can start the week out strong. I wake up happy. I wake up ready for a new start and fresh week.
What a change.
I’m grateful that I can feel this way. I know it’s a privilege, and I know I’m lucky. And I’m really feeling that today – the sun’s shining and it’s warm outside, Merlin and Annie are both looking out of the windows trying to spot their favorite little creatures, and Graham’s sitting at the kitchen table, working away on his own stuff. It’s a good day. It’s a good life. These last few months have certainly been better than the ones that came before.
I’m happy. I’m grateful. I’m determined to make this a good week, and it starts today.
(And I hope it’s a good week for you, too!)
A Perfectly Good Reason (A Poem for the Cat People)
You see, I told the cat
that we have things to do today.
And what did he have to say?
Nothing, because he
is still fast asleep,
monopolizing my lap.
Priorities…
So, I suppose the work can wait.
After all, what’s a little
procrastinating
between feline and friend?
Just Some Monday Things
Busy weekend. Sleepy Monday. Isn’t that just the way it goes? Sometimes, at least. It’s going to be a busy week, too, but lots of good things are happening.
The basement bathroom is almost done. And just look at this beautiful vanity:
It’s made of fence boards from around the property that needed to be replaced. I’m glad to have a use for them.
We’re still contemplating what we’ll do with the upstairs bathroom, and I’ve definitely got my heart set on wallpaper, at least somewhere in the house. Oh! And if you didn’t guess the theme of one of the samples in my last post, it was Back to the Future. It’s called Hill Valley Toile, and here’s a link to it, if you want to buy it for yourself: https://www.hyggeandwest.com/collections/all-wallpaper/products/hill-valley-toile. It’s so fun and really pretty.
And here’s something to make you smile: Annie and Merlin are officially friends! They don’t quite know how to play together yet, but they’re figuring it out. And Merlin is showing his love by cuddling with Annie’s toys.
May we all be as peaceful and happy as that cat, right? Here’s hoping for a good week!
A Sort of, Not Quite Snow Day
Well, we finally got some snow last week. Unfortunately, I think we can file this one under “Close, but no cigar.”
Way less than an inch, and it all melted by about 10:30 in the morning. But hey, we’ve officially broken our snow drought! Maybe this is a sign of more to come before the end of winter. We shall see.
In the meantime, it’s all writing and Merlin and trying to get the basement bathroom done around here. How do you feel about pink shower tiles? Because that’s what I’ve chosen, and I think it’s going to look fantastic.
Can you tell it’s that kind of Monday? You know, the kind where you just can’t seem to get on top of things and your list keeps growing because you’ve forgotten stuff, and so you can’t focus on anything for more than a few seconds? Yeah, it’s that around here right now, too.
Anyway, here’s hoping it’s a good week for all of us!
Rainy Days and Mondays (A Poem)
Rain, rain –
big fat drops
on the roof in
pings and plops,
gathered on the spider’s web
and pooling in the garden pots.
Monday comes.
Time never stops.
Memorial Monday
It’s a holiday in the US today that both (informally) signals the beginning of summer and (more importantly) gives us time to remember those who’ve lost their lives fighting on behalf of our country. Graham and I will be spending today in – he’s got some work to do, and I’ve got a short story to write (which will be out tomorrow).
But, for those celebrating more formally, or for anyone enjoying this day, I wish you a good one, and time to reflect and remember.
The Monday Dilemma (A Very Short Poem)
Why,
oh why
does it always
feel like
I have more
demands than hands
and
tasks than time?
My Monday Blues (A Poem)
And here we are again,
aren’t we?
A blasé Monday
spent checking things
off the list
(the interminable list).
It’s pretty mundane, sure
(but made better by sunshine
and maybe some good wine
at dinner).
And the hits, well, yeah
they do keep coming,
but that’s not so bad
because life does keep going.
And, hey, as it stands,
at least I’m not bored.
A Virginia Writer's Diary 