Finding Peace

This weekend was blissful - it went too quickly, but it was great.

Saturday I had yoga and pulled out the most blissful, graceful ever (and finally again) wheel. Did a pile of Teri things and then the dinner for Wendy.

Today was breakfast, the movie some art time and a nice chat with My Artist.

A couple of days of work and I'm off to spend some time with my dearest friends and hike with Heather. This is the vacation I look forward to the most every year.

I know I've been happy as doors open when others close. I'm contented this time that I can just be me for now. Yay!

Closed The Door

Today I closed the door. Tired of wrestling for understanding, tired of being manhandled in to listening to the diatribe, click. Done. I was fair...I did enough that I can't even allow my own curiosity to cross the line and peek.

I took a deep breath and did it.

I've worked too hard to be whole. I've climbed too far out of the hole to be shoved back into it. As much as I wanted it, it wasn't right. I still fall in love too easily, but I'm better about realizing when it isn't right.

Tonight I rode many miles on my bike. Running as fast as I could in the opposite direction? You betcha. But that's OK. I can do that. Twelve miles is nothing.

I think I'll be cured after the next 7335 miles I have planned. :)

Passive / Aggressive

Let's talk about this little trait for a moment. It to me is the least desirable of all traits a human can possess. I can deal with any true emotion - but when this little ditty put into play - I am two things....amused and seriously turned off.

Amused because usually those who activate this 'gene' truly believe wringing emotions out of people makes them superior.

And I'm seriously turned off because I don't like to be manipulated.

Period.

Interesting Day

I got a lot done today. And there was a lot of joy in the day from friends. And there were some moments that drained the energy out of me. They are transitioning items. Losses. I'll recover, I always do. And as someone I cared about very much once noted...everyone in your life is there for a reason, sometimes the reason is brief.

Brillo and SOS

I found out this weekend that Brillo pads and SOS pads are so passe. One can't buy them in the store. I bought small case of them on Amazon...I'm gonna be set until I'm too old to wash dishes any more.

And Today It Begins

I have been restless for awhile. A yearning. I couldn't figure it out. It hit me today. One pilgrim returning, another departing, my heart aching. A longing to see those who understand. Team 49 did Canyonlands this year. What shall I do for my 50th? What else?

And the journey begins again. I have never been so sure of anything in my life.

Buen Camino Teri

Beating The Blues

I've learned a new way to deal with the blues. I don't get blue often, but now and again I earn myself a stint. Tonight I slammed out my chores, rode my bike to dance, danced, rode home (uphill) and baked cookies and made brownies. Boy di d that make everything feel better.

Phooey

Help was offered
Help was requested
Help was needed

Analogy:
We're going to a lake. You offer to help me, knowing I can't swim. I begin to drown. I tell you I'm drowning. You watch me drown, but don't do anything about it.

And then sulk because I don't float.

Phooey.

Toot Toot

Toot toot. There's a train coming.

There were a LOT of assumptions that were made last week. I tried to point it out, early on. I encouraged questions and requested the podium, but nooooo.

And rather than promulgate every little thing crossing my path during a very busy, very salient, very dynamic, and very diverse week, I finally just stepped back and let the train barrel down the tracks. Wreckage was imminent. Collateral damage became unavoidable.

And so it goes. Toot toot.