I think I'll keep 'im....

It's not exactly a straight journey to get into my heart. It takes all sorts of squiggling and maneuvering. But once you're in there--it's not easy to find your way out, either. I'm okay with me being made that way......but I gotta wonder about the rest of the world finding peace with it. LOL

The poor Brit.
He's tolerated a whole lot the past four weeks with the late hours, working from home, running warp speed with my hair on fire.... And he's been nothing short of wonderful.
Coffee mysteriously appears in front of me. (honestly, sometimes I'm not conscious I've drank the darn things) The cup's generally accompanied by a ruffling of the hair or a kiss to the head as he says something to me that's GENERALLY nondescript--and I'm real responsive to that, lemme tell ya. LOL "Mmmm...yep, we can do that" was what apparently came from my mouth last night.
Apparently the question was: "Shall I order that train I showed you the other evening?"
I wonder if that was planned, dangit!

We have a train on the way. LOL

Last Friday he made a point of 'kidnapping' me. Off we went for dinner--and I made my 'three shops and we're done' idea of 'shopping'. (which took all of an hour, btw)
Monday he was trying to stuff food into me at eight p.m. when I finally recognized the time function on the computer. PASS.....but it's the though that counts, eh?

He tosses zingers at me when I'm grumbling and makes me laugh.
He makes his 'puter play sappy songs for me when I finally do stretch and take a couple minute breather. I'm talking 'the good stuff'...'ancient' by the girls' definition--stuff that makes me smile cuz it's wonderful. Billy Holiday/Frank Sinatra stuff no less.....
He's shoved me in the general direction of bed when it gets too late.
And he only grumbles when the phone rings-- LOL --when he warns people they could be threatening his wellbeing by making him interrupt my 'progress'.

He even finds the 0.5 mechanical pencil lead BEFORE I start disassembling the desk. Cuz he's that darn good.

Four weeks of this and he's maintained rather well.
Hmmm...maybe I'll keep him!

I'll be seeing you;
In all the old, familiar places;
That this heart of mine embraces;
All day through.

In that small cafe;
The park across the way;
The childrens carousel;
The chestnut tree;
The wishing well.

I'll be seeing you;
In every lovely, summers day;
In everything thats bright and gay;
I'll always think of you that way;
I'll find you in the morning sun;
And when the night is new;
I'll be looking at the moon;
But I'll be seeing you.

Hole digging 101

This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou 'canst not then be false to any man.--William Shakespeare


To thine own self be true.
A grounding statement for those of us who get caught up in the storm of needs and feelings of others.

Sometimes, the demands of other people and our confused expectations of ourselves - the messages about our responsibilities toward others - can create a tremendous, complicated mess.
We can even convince ourselves that people pleasing, going against our nature and not being honest, is the kind, honest thing to do!

Not true.
Simplify.
Back to basics.
Let go of the confusion.
By honoring and respecting ourselves, we will be true to those around us, even if we displease them momentarily.
To thine own self be true.

Did I read this reading this morning?
Nope.
OUGHT to I have read it?
Yep.
Would it have helped me be centered in what needed done today.
*hanging head sheepishly*
............yes.............

*making pfffttt-ing noises*
Sometimes I am my OWN worst enemy!

Keep diggin'........just keep diggin'......

It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
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It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
PLEASE assure me that
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
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HOLY buckets......JUST when you think you have your i's dotted and your t's crossed--someone changes the alphabet..............

It won't always be like this.
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It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
PLEASE assure me that
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
It won't always be like this.
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**SCORE for the Brit who pointed out so lovingly:
"Quite right...it very well could get worse!"
*rolling eyes*

The Turkey Clan

It never fails.
I feel bad for the turkey.
Now, not that it doesn't stop me from enjoying a turkey dinner--however, the turkey we end up eating is bred for the sole purpose of providing us our Thanksgiving meal.
(HOW that rationalized out as 'better/good', I have no clue. LOL)
I just know what we're dining on is NOT from the turkey family that lives up the road.

The Brit tells me he'll be getting a turkey for Thanksgiving. Apparently it's a 'gift' from his employer.

Uh huh........
I'm counting the turkeys that live up the road from us.
If one of 'em's missing---BIG trouble!!

From left to right...Thelma, Teresa, Tilly, Thomas, Teddy, Tracy, Tabitha, Tammy, Terrell and Ralph Turkey.

If you name 'em, you gotta keep 'em dontchaknow! :-)

Nosy reading fairies butting into my LIFE again!!!!

Of course fortune has its part in human affairs, but conduct is really much more important.--Jeanne Detourbey

I didn't need to go any further in that morning reading....darn fairies......
Conduct.
As in 'what I DO', 'how I ACT'......

ACT is a good word. I don't have to FEEL like being 'loving' to ACT loving. I don't have to FEEL like being 'kindly' to ACT kindly. "Since when does what you FEEL like doing have anything to do with what you NEED to be doing?"

I know the difference between 'right actions' and 'wrong actions'. I have a little niggling voice inside me that gives me a clue. I have that 'ack...........THAT was wrong Mel' 'feel' that comes when I botch something up.
I also have a tendency to want to be 'right'! Even when I've clearly heard/felt that 'wrong actions ya dork!' message.

Everyone of the people that work with me has been affected by the changes that I've spent eons of time structuring. Me, them.......the kiddos, their families..... Of course everyone isn't going to feel warm and fuzzy about it.
My first thought doesn't need to be defensive: "Don't you realize how much work I put INTO this, you ungrateful snot!! How egocentric to make it all about YOUYOUYOU!!" LOL
(of course, it's all about MEMEME dontchaknow! LOL)

The sure fire way to failure is to try to please everyone, right? (that was here not that long ago.....I shoulda tossed the reading book out when it showed up there! LOL)

That doesn't mean I grab that and make it my excuse to be RIGHT.

When someone points out the error/downfall of the change--THEY could be right!!
Fact is, one gal is.......and I got defensive. (go figure!) Instead of hearing her and tweaking the plan to make it 'right'......I rationalized how MY plan was going to have to suffice. LOL The ONLY thing I was missing was that "so get over yourself!" remark.
*sigh*
I can be such a butt some moments. LOL

Right conduct is never a mystery to us. We may not always choose to do it, but we never fail to know what should be done.
I will trust my conscience to be my guide.

Nosy reading fairies..........hmmpf!
Stupid conscience. LOL

Shine on......(aka tonight's moon)

I'm being followed by a moon shadow
moon shadow-moon shadow
leaping and hopping on a moon shadowmoon
shadow-moon shadow

and if I ever lose my hands
lose my plough,
lose my landoh,
if I ever lose my hands
oh, if...I won’t have to work no more

and if I ever lose my eyes
If my colours all run dry
yes, if I ever lose my eyes
oh if …I won't have to cry no more.

yes, I'm being followed by a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow

and if I ever lose my legs
I won't moan and I won't beg
oh if I ever lose my legs
oh if...I won't have to walk no more

And if I ever lose my mouth
all my teeth, north and south
yes, if I ever lose my mouth
oh if...I won't have to talk...

Did it take long to find me
I ask the faithful light
Ooh did it take long to find me
And are you going to stay the night

I'm being followed by a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow

What--you didn't really think I'd land on "Shine On Harvest Moon", did ya?!?
LOL

Moneymoneymoney........

*sigh*
I don't like money.
I don't balance a checkbook.
I have this internal warning that goes off when it 'feels' like I've spent my share.
I call it good to go...I tell myself 'no more spending' and I just don't bother to pay any more attention to it...until the next paycheck. LOL That's my system. It's worked for me for years.

I also have/had a trust fund that was managed by a trust officer.
My step-mother established one for me and didn't want me dealing with the pressures from other 'family' who might think it was 'unfair' or that they were 'entitled'(strange how money does that, eh?)--she never had children and I was 'her daughter' because *I* said so! The kiddos were HER grandkids because SHE said so.

Truthfully, I've never really 'worried' about finances. I had this 'pot' to draw from should I need major help...and with the years of cancers/treatments/doctor bills--it was a blessing to have that trust to draw from.
Honestly--it was enough to show up to do the deal with the oncologists without having to worry about how in the world I was going to pay for chemotherapy at thousands of dollars a visit!
It helped when it came to putting kiddos through school......
I never 'relied' on it to make ends meet, day to day. But if it hadn't been there--I would have been in BIG financial trouble.
HUGE financial trouble.............

The letter came from the trust officer on Friday. I didn't bother to open it--I was too darn 'braindead' from work and frankly, I thought it was just another report from the trust officer on the status of the account.
Nope.........NOT the case when I read the letter yesterday.

She wants to close out the trust fund and hand the money over to me--and distribute some to the kiddos.........if that's okay with me and the kiddos. She'd be drawing from the principle to pay the fees for managing the trust.....apparently that's something they don't like to do. *shrugs* All I know is I'm suppose to think about it and let her know.

*thinking*
I don't like this........LOL
Makes me nervous.... I toyed with sticking the letter in file thirteen so I could pretend I never got it! I figured she's just ring the house.....better to deal in the realities and stop 'faffing about' (as the Brit so lovingly puts it! LOL)

I talked with the girl yesterday and asked if she was where she needed to be to manage a chunk of money. She got all wide eyed, got quiet and asked if she could think about it. LOL NOT the average response. You'da thought she'd have been picking out that shiny car in short order.
She called me last night and told me she thought she'd be okay--as long as she could get some guidance. Wow.........she's grown up a whole lot!
As for the guidance.......Don't look in THIS direction! LOL But I'll help her find some.

And then there's the boy with the twins on the way.....who, undoubtedly could use some financial assistance. If he didn't use it for one big party that is...... I asked the girl to have him ring me. He did.
"Sure--what do I have to do?"
I worry what he'll actually do with it.
I guess that's not mine to decide, huh?
Maybe I need to stay grateful that we're here TODAY as opposed to two years ago......

And me?
Heck if I know.....
I've been fretting about how to get two kiddos' heads wrapped around it...........well, more like I was fretting about how to get the girls' head wrapped around it.

ACK.
And NONE of this addresses the sadness for not having my step-mother in my life or in the lives of the kiddos..........

Another thought.....

Perhaps there is nothing to figure out after all;
perhaps we only need to wake up.

Thomas Merton

Perhaps this is why wisepersoninmylife cringes when I tell him I need to 'figure it out'. LOL

All work and no play........

"You work too much."

Well, thanks very much for noticing--I have a whole bucketload of responsibilities and we're not talking widgets, we're talking peoples' lives.

"You still work too much. Wanna tell me about last weeks work week?"

Oh good G-D---NO....of all the weeks to pick, let's not pick LAST week!
(or the week prior, or the week prior to that.......OR that week prior to the week that was prior to the week prior.....LOL)

This got me the all knowing shrug.
"Yup, you work too much."

Okay--perhaps I work too much....it's been a tad nutz with all the changes in funding/budget/staffing roles and responsibilities.
If not me (since it IS my responsibility!) then who?

"The supervisors under you? You do hire capable people, right? And you do pay them decent money, correct?"

I locked my lips--seemed the right thing to do.

"Where ya going from here?"

Shoot.
I need to work harder on those deception skills. I used to be darn good at 'em!

"....Work, huh?"

Explaining about the family day activities and the importance of showing up--didn't seem to carry a whole lot of weight.

"You don't want your people to fill that role with the families?"

I need superglue for the lips--cuz it didn't matter what I said, I could hear how lame it sounded. LOL Maybe cotton for the ears woulda been a better choice?

"You just keep running it til the wheels fall off, Mel. One way or another, you'll get a break from all that work. Either you'll take it or G-d'll make arrangments. By the way........How's that bronchitus doing?"

*grumbling*
He might be right, but I don't have to LIKE IT!

QOTW 11/5/06

Four things you remember your parent(s) repeatedly telling you:

Uh oh......LOL

I remember being told "NO" a whole lot....that oughta count....

*"Do as I say, not as I do." Not real helpful, but there you have it. And of course, I wasn't going to BECOME my father by doing what he did--cuz I was slicker, smarter, cooler dontchaknow.......

*"If you don't like the weather--stick around for an hour. It'll change." Okay, the dad was right on that one. Iowa weather IS like that!

*"That's about as useless as tits on a boar." *chuckling* Afraid to say, that saying still comes outta my mouth. It warrants a few strange looks now and then. The Brit whaps me when he hears that sentence starting up......LOL

*"You're eye's will get stuck if you keep doing that." HA!! I keep doing that and they're STILL not stuck.....so pffffffffffftttttttttttttt!!!!!
Oh! And "You'll strain your eyes from reading in the dark." HA to that, too!! Proven fact that concentration is improved when people read in a dimly lit room....that's if you don't fall asleep. LOLOL

Shoot.....too bad it was limited to four.......LOL

Little box thought

I do not have to believe.
I know!

C.G. Jung

Baking 101

ROFL!!

Okay......so I'm NOT the best cook. I couldn't resist!!

I'm baking. Well, I'm not really baking at this moment--I'm waiting for cupcakes to cool off so I can frost them. And I'm waiting for two pans of brownies to cool off so I can cut them and put them on platters.

No, I'm not having a 'baking moment'......LOL

The Brit shook his head and told me to buy something to take to work tomorrow. We're having a family event at the worksite-- and as always, I'm baking for it.
The last time we had an event I had grand plans for cupcakes.
Of course, those grand plans didn't materialize because of circumstances beyond my control-- and I was racing home at the last minute to slap frosting on the darn things.

And here we are again--awaiting another event and awaiting another chance to frost cupcakes. LOL
I like decorating them--but I'm lacking the fancy stuff to go on 'em. Mostly cuz some girl snatched up the 'pretties' to make cupcakes of her own last time she was home....partly because I didn't plan ahead. (Go figure!) I'm blaming the staff who 'forgot' to tell me the event was this Sunday--until I was leaving, braindead, from work on Friday.

Last time it was a fiasco (the attempt to get them baked, not the event itself.)
LORD only knows what'll go awry this time!!

I just know I have a smelly house and a Brit who keeps eyeballing the goodies, whining that they couldn't possibly need TWO pans of brownies!
Any bets on the number of brownies that will need 'tested' before they go in for the event? LOL

Poker

My step-mother had a weird sense of humour.....the kind that sticks to the person she tossed it at.

Every time I see a darn poker - chip I think of that punch line to a geeze AWFUL joke: "YOU brought her, YOU poke 'er."
*shaking head* Oy........I'm blaming HER!

There's a step I work that reads "Having had a spiritual awakening as a result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to alcoholics, and to practice these principles in all our affairs."

That's step 12.
And I'm rather fond of step twelve work--not always HAPPY about it(cuz at three in the morning when someone calls for help--it can be a bit inconvenient! LOL), but I'm fond of it nonetheless.
I'm all about helping others today. I've learned that's a huge part of who I am and what I'm purposed to do.

It's the "to practice these principles in all our affairs" that gets most folks. Everyone likes to be helpful--some for good motives, some for self-serving motives. Face it--recovering alcoholics LIKE to be on top. *chuckling*
But ask someone who claims to be working step 12 exactly what principles they're practicing..........and you're bound to get a dumbfounded look.

*chuckling* This is where I wanna ask who the wisepersoninTHEIRlife IS and beat 'em with the big stick. LOL
C'mon--it's basic stuff.....don'tcha think that's an important piece to hand out? How can someone practice principles if they don't KNOW what principles they're practicing! I'm not 'allowed' to beat the wisepersoninTHEIRlife with a big stick--it's not principled living. LOL

Honesty
Hope
Faith
Courage
Integrity
Willingness
Humility
Brotherly Love
Justice
Perseverance
Spirituality
Service

BTW, there's a reason they're in the order they are--they build OFF of one another. Being of 'maximum service', which is what we each strive for, means those other 11 ought to be a priority before you're doing that last principle.....not required you have those other 11 'in place' before you do that last principle, but we're talking "MAXIMUM" service, eh?

This was my spiel to the little fella who claimed to be working step 12 but who had NO idea what the principles were.
*shaking head*

I further confounded the fella by telling him that I have a 'requirement' to continue to work on MY defects of character versus simply walking around trying to 'heal' the world around me and calling it good to go.

He looked at me like I'd grown another head. LOL
Oy brother.......

This is why I have poker chips.
This is what wisepersoninmylife handed me for step six and seven work EONS ago.

They're not naked chips.......they're written on with permanent marker.
And they're in a little bag all of their own.
Character assets for living a principled life.....behaviours/attitudes I get to practice and focus on for the day that I'm in.
Wonderful things....if you're wanting to actually work on THAT defect of character and improve your principled living 'requirements'.
If you're not looking to improve in THAT area, THAT day---they're a source for groaning and kvetching. LOL And some moments, that's just where I AM.

So, being the loving, kindly person I am, I handed that little fella my poker chip for the day that read "self-forgetfulness".
He didn't have a clue what that meant.

I assured him I didn't either........this is why I was carrying the chip! LOL
And this is where I had a "light bulb moment"-- I handed him the chip and told him to keep it.

I wanted to believe that was a principled thing to do. LOL
*I* thought it oughta be a 'sign' that I'd reached that 'self-forgetfulness' pinnacle!

Ha......now I have to make MYSELF a "self-forgetfulness" chip and it's not going to match the other chips!
Which'll bug the byjeepers outta me. They have to match, dontchaknow!!

The solution?
Wiseperson says "fine--new chips for you........deliver the other set to the fella so he'll have a full set".

Shoot, dagnabbit and DARN!! LOL
That was NOT what I had in mind..........

Hide and Seek

Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise.--Sigmund Freud



The truth is our friend.
It is a rough and humble kind of friend--but a friend nonetheless.
Each of us will need to learn to spend time with this friend because it is one that is not easy to escape.
It is always turning up when we least expect it.
The truth about ourselves is hard to avoid. It seems to knock at our door until we let it in.

Sometimes we tell little lies about ourselves to impress others, or we act in ways that, deep down, we know are not really the way we want to be.
We've all played the game of hide and seek sometime in our lives.
We know what it is like to hide and try to keep from being found.
But we can never be comfortable this way.
The truth about us is an expert player. It seeks us out, time and time again, until we put our arms around it and learn to embrace it.

Tangled Spaghetti

We are not offered a painless existence, but we are offered opportunities for gathering perspective from the painful moments. And our perspectives are cushioned by the principles we discipline ourself to live.
The rough edges of life, the storms that whip our very being, are gifts in disguise. We see life anew, when the storm has subsided.
We can enjoy the calm, if that surrounds us today.
We deserve the resting periods.
They give us a chance to contemplate and make fully our own that which the recent storm brought so forcefully to our attention.
We are powerless over the storm's onslaught.
But we can gain from it and be assured that the storm gives all the meaning there is in the calm.
~~~
I've been running myself nutz these past few weeks.
Trying to piecemeal together a mess that was dumped in my lap with no real resource for how to find order in it all.
Can't find order if there's no real design FOR order that accompanies the mess.
You get to CREATE order.......and that's how I've spent the last four weeks. Groping in the dark to create order, knowing that kiddos and families and the adults that work with them are relying on you to help them make sense of it all and create the order they need.

Four weeks worth of chaos surrounding me while I'm dancing just as fast as I can to assemble it into an orderly, manageable 'thing' for everyone else.

I liken it to a plate of spaghetti, all tangled up just sitting there looking--tangled up. LOL
At one o'clock this afternoon I sent on my completed 'plan' that detangled the spaghetti that was served to me.
And we're all moving forward--calmly and organized and looking like we actually know what we're doing. LOL
That was the one o'clock email to the boss.

About three this afternoon I sent on another email to the boss that read:
"These past few weeks have been nutz…….JUST nutz.

But I’ve never felt more responsible for the treatment/services and the welfare of the kiddos and adults here.

Weird, huh?"

His response at ten minutes after three?
"No…not weird. Cool!...except for the nutz part."

At three fifteen I got another email from him:
"When's the last time I told you how much I appreciate the work that you do?"

I closed my email--pronounced myself 'braindead' and headed out with a stack of work I'll get done this weekend......but not before sending him my reply:
"You just did!
Totally unnecessary though--cuz see, I have a great Boss who's taught me wonderful things. I'll let Him know you appreciate how well He trained me when I hit my knees to thank Him myself!"

Amen!! ;-)

Budget Recovery

You're looking at a woman who doesn't balance her check book.....
That's right.....well, that's mostly right. I balance it twice a year by not spending a dime from the bank for three weeks, taking their balance and making what's left over go into a savings account. I simply spend until it makes me uncomfortable. LOL
Scary, eh?

Scarier STILL is the fact that my boss hands over a budget that's million of dollars to balance---to ME.
What WAS he thinking?!
I did tell him about my checkbook system.
He didn't seem to care.

He STILL doesn't seem to care.......well, leastwise he didn't SEEM to care until this week when I met with him and he said those two HORRIFIC words:

"BUDGET RECOVERY"

*shuddering*
Scares me to even type those words! LOL

It would seem that our little agency (not so little--but still.........) has let its outgo excede its income.
PROBLEM! (LOL......see, even *I* know that!)

Budget recovery.......every program gets to chip in to be the solution to some other unit's bad decision making.
You know--it's time for the 'all for one and one for all' theory........'cept I didn't create the problem and I'm still getting to say 'no' to somethings even though we're not the financial problem.

*scratching head*
I'll get it......really I will.
It's about the spirit of cooperation, right?
Common cause--everyone's a part of the solution, right?

*grumbling*
I didn't CREATE the problem, I'm not responsible FOR the problem and I sure as heck don't wanna be accountable to FIX the problem.
But I am.
*scratching head*

I don't get it.
I don't have to get it to do it, right?

I sure HOPE that's right--cuz I just spent HOURS on a spread sheet (and I don't DO spread sheets!!) going over numbers and making adjustments to a budget that I don't DO in the first place.
'Cept I DO do a budget and I don't know it.....until it's about someone else's budget?
I can get it--just gimme a bit of time to wrap my head around 'common cause, we're all in this together' theoretical crud........

Didn't anyone warn them that it's all about MEMEME? LOL

"Two things, Mel........."

It is often the fear of rejection, which makes us afraid to give of ourselves.
To share is to reveal who we are and where we are.
If we feel inadequate, we do not want to expose this imagined inadequacy to other people.


If our self-image is too grand and inflated, we cannot possibly live up to it in reality.
Expecting ourselves to be perfect sets us up for frustration and fear, since we know deep down that we do not measure up to our image of perfection.

With humility comes the willingness to give of what we have and what we are right now, without waiting until we are more eloquent or more accomplished.
What we have to share is what someone else needs to receive.
By focusing more on the needs of others and less on the imaginary concept of ourselves, which is our ego, we learn to overcome our fear of giving.
What we have to give now is enough for today.

~~~~~~~~
I used to be more than willing to share--and then wisepersoninmylife told me: "Two things Mel.......sit DOWN and shut the *$%# up!" He 'suggested' I take the cotton out of my ears and stuff it in my mouth.....
Hurt MY fragile feelings. LOL

I wasn't sharing where I was at or giving what I had to give..........I was telling folks how to run their lives. Cuz *I* knew all, dontchaknow!!

I sat down and 'shut the *$%# up'. (he's way bigger than me and he really could 'take me'..........and has.....LOL)
Fact is, I showed up for meetings for over a YEAR and was disallowed to 'share'--'cept "Hi, I'm Mel and I'm told I have a problem with alcohol and drugs."
OMG.........LOL.....what an idiot, huh? I'm surprised they LET me keep comin' back!



Telling what's true for ME--sometimes leaves me feeling like a dork. (mostly cuz I can BE a dork somemoments)
But it's amazing how that can be exactly what some person needed to hear.

I don't mind looking/feeling dorkish today.
Well, THAT'S not true........I mind, but I'm WILLING just the same.
Good thing, huh? LOL Cuz it's guaranteed that I WILL look AND feel dorkish multiple times during the course of the day.
Apparently G-d thinks I need the humility.
Gee......I wonder why............ROFL

Electronic discord......

Daylight savings time is a grand thing!

It's been getting dark too darn early.

I'm all FOR daylight savings time.
What I'm against--is changing clocks.

* I forget. (hence a missed Sunday morning meeting--argh!)
* I manage to change some clocks--- and not others. (still haven't altered the watch!)
* I TRY to change some and ........bad things happen.
* I then try to destroy evidence of those bad things happening.....LOL

I.......am electronically 'challenged'.

So...... the DVD player/CD thingy that's attached to the television isn't talking to the television.....or is it the television that's not talking to the DVD/CD thingy? Heck if *I* know--but there's discord and both are refusing therapy for the 'issue'..I know, I offered to provide it!

And *looking around for witnesses* I set the timer for the microwave--not the clock mind you, the TIMER.
Twice.

(as in two times......)

BTW......I was kindly--I left a note on the television for himself, when he gets around to discovering it doesn't work.

Oh.....and I unplugged the answering machine......cuz I can't program the clock on the message whozit. I don't like message machines anyway! As far as I'm concerned, that's a mute point. (yes, that play on words WAS intentional!!)

MY only saving grace--the cellphone, like the computer, takes care of itself.

There IS a G-d!

LOLOL

AUGH!!!

This.......is all me.....'cept for the one dude just sitting there watching.......
Yep--every OTHER one--running, climbing, falling, and running some more.....that's ME!!!
At every turn-- another obstacle that had to be removed, another solution to look for and discover.
And did I have the cooperation and admiration of the people surrounding me. LOL
Wanna place any bets on that answer?

What I had was a bunch of folks.....watching.
Oy.......as I ran and tried to make sense of the nonsense which made no sense--which other folks kept changing to try to MAKE it make sense.......make sense? LOL
Didn't to me either.....
Oh but what FUN!!! NOT!!!

And when they change the changes faster than you can keep up?
You're running, climbing, falling and running some more.......

AUGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
(sounds nutzoid BECAUSE IT IS!!!)
And I'm trying to act AS confident as I can--while I'm trying to normalize changing the changes and changing them again....cuz I don't want my folks panicked.

SANITY check!!!!
*checking*
Mmmmmmm...nope.....LOL I'm feeling pretty crazy--but I suspect a whole lotta folks do about now.
Panicked.....
YEP!!
But I'll be a tree.....LOL
I know how to buy time and be a tree.

Oooohhhhmmmmmmm...
(feeling like a willow--which is good cuz I need to bend and whip back into shape quickly with all this change stuff!)
*being a willow tree*

HA!
Didn't work!!!!!

LOLOL

:-(

*sniffle*
(and that's from my cold....bronchitus........whatever it is that I STILL have.......)

I am NOT pouting....
Not, not, NOT!

There are only 364 days til Halloween and I can start thinking and planning NOW if I wanna!!