I have never thought of myself as a minimalist.
Correction – I am not a minimalist.
I like things.
I like to buy things.
I like to collect things.
I like to be surrounded by things.
I don’t and never have liked a lot of visual clutter. Too much clutter and things being out of place makes me crabby and uneasy – but if I can keep all the crap contained and hidden away for a later day (out of sight, out of mind!), I am perfectly okay with that – it’s how I roll.
Until.
Hi guys!
Happy Saturday. 🙂
I treated myself with a little staycation and took some time off work (I work full time as a title examiner for a law firm – not sure if I ever told you that before) over the past few days and it’s been so nice. No appointments. No traveling. No long list of dreadful to-do’s. Just a few days to spend as I please.
It’s been pretty great, you should try it some time. 🙂
Alice is four years old.
A cancer diagnosis was not even on my radar.
I noticed a little swollen spot on the top of her paw shortly before my trip to Mexico. She showed no signs of it being painful or that she was even aware of its existence, so I thought she maybe had a bug bite or some other minor irritation, and as my trip neared it appeared to be getting better so I didn’t think it was anything to worry about and made a mental note to mention it at her annual check up in May.
Hi there!
That quote up there? That pretty much sums up how I feel about life right now.
Is it just me or does it feel like we’ve been in the month of January forever?
It’s not that I have anything against January – I like it just fine – but I do have the feeling of being on a hamster wheel for the past few weeks for some reason. Too much time spent snuggled on the couch in front of the fireplace perhaps? 🙂
And just like that Christmas has come and gone.
The presents have been opened. The guests have all gone home. All the holiday madness and stress and to-do’s have been taken care of.
It happens so fast, doesn’t it?
I always get a touch of the post Christmas blues, but this year it seems to be worse than usual. To be honest, I think I’m going to miss the distraction of Christmas almost as much as the holiday itself. For one month, I was able to throw myself into shopping, and baking, and houseguests, and wrapping, and silly movies. For one month, I could focus on something other than heartbreak, and being alone, and all the pain and scary unknowns that come along with it.
Can you believe it’s November already??
We have a few weeks left of fall and I am hanging on to my favorite season for dear life. Sorry Christmas, I love you but I’m just not ready to let go of all the fall things yet. Please forgive me.
Do you believe in ghosts?
I have always had this fear/wish to find myself living in an old haunted house some day. Ghost stories have captivated me for as long as I can remember – but I’m not sure if I would be terrified or fascinated to find myself living with someone stuck between the “here” and the “hereafter”. Probably both, although if I had to guess, I think I would likely lean a little more toward the terrified side. I may love a good scary movie, but that’s because I can tell myself it’s just a movie.
One day years ago, I was having lunch with my aunt and a few of her friends when for some reason they all started telling their own personal ghost stories. Stories about music playing from radios that weren’t turned on, and keys that would go missing and then just show up in the middle of the floor, and phantom dogs, and mysterious knocks on the door at night. I can remember sitting at that table thinking, “this is the best day ever!” Their stories were so darn good.
Truth be told, I’m not even sure I one hundred percent believe ghosts exist. But I have experienced a thing or two that I have no real explanation for. So in the spirit of Halloween, I thought we’d have a little fun and share ghost stories today. 😀
I have sat down to write this post what feels like a million times over the past few months. But the words just wouldn’t come.
At first, there simply were no words.
Nothing.
Not a single one.
And then slowly, I began to see the words in my mind, but I just couldn’t get them to land on paper (or I suppose on screen would be more accurate). So rather than force it – I decided to just leave it be and I took a break.
I know you’re all probably thinking, “Umm…duh…yeah, we noticed.”
It wasn’t a planned break. It wasn’t even a welcome break. It was more of a necessary break.
A you need to take a breath and focus on yourself kind of break.
