Please excuse my absence. I managed to come down with what I thought was just a miserable cold. It’s been rough, I won’t lie. BUT… I’m on the mend and starting to feel like me again so I’ll focus on that. 🙂
I’ve had a few topics on my mind in the last few days. Things I wanted to write about and every time I’d sit down to do so, I’d get distracted by an article or an email or text. There is so much to catch up on from the last couple of weeks, so I’ll sum it up really fast. Took my mini-me to her first comic convention. It was a 4 hour drive out of state to get there and we stayed the entire weekend in a hotel.
This was her birthday present from in June. She had a blast and I’m thrilled that she got to experience it and found such enjoyment from it. I found her an anime wig and did some big anime eye makeup on her. She had many people stop her and ask to take a picture. It was wonderful to see her light up that way. I got commended on how cool of a mom I am, which of course made my day! 🙂
The bro started a new job. Scrambled a bit to find daytime care for my little one, but got there in the end. Because I’ve been sick, I missed work last week, and this week, I’ve been pretty much working from home. Some of the other ladies who work for me have also been sick with colds and we had a “sick party” where they came in their comfy clothes and slippers, and we worked at my dining room table with snacks and Kleenex, delivery pizza and plenty of giggles. It’s been lovely having them here.
I re-arranged some of the main areas of my house tonight. From a mental side of things, I needed it. Maybe it’s because I’m getting better after being so sick, maybe it’s because there’s lots of talk of the bro moving out, maybe it’s the thoughts I’ve had of where I’m going to put my xmas tree this year… but I’ve had my home on the brain a lot lately. It’s decorations, the layouts of the room, how to get more efficient and organized and how to make it feel like home. I haven’t had Nana and Granddad over yet. I’m just not ready for them to see it in the state it’s in. Don’t misunderstand, it’s not horribly messy or anything like that. I still haven’t finished unpacking – and frankly – I actually don’t care so much. There is still a box in my dining room to unpack, a box in my bedroom, there’s a box by the front door that I haven’t touched. And a garage, half full of boxes of life. It’s highlighted to me just how much “stuff” I had. And I knew that. In that big house we came from, a six bedroom house to fill, and a family inside of it, accrues a lot of material possessions and things. These are the things that still half-fill my garage; random decorations, old year books and parts or pieces to old hobbies that had been put aside, extra frivolous kitchen appliances that rarely get used, in my case, there’s also an extra couch and dining room set. I’ve promised myself that the things I don’t touch in a year – get tossed. I hate clutter; and yet somehow, I’ve managed to gather quite a lot of it.
Between kids, moves, and breakups and divorce… the clutter seemed to creep in; and I didn’t really seem to care or notice. I see it now. Tonight, I spent a fair chunk of time going through some of the clutter. It’s only scratching the surface, but the re-arranged rooms helped me stay motivated. I think I needed that refreshment, because tonight, looking around at what I got done and having the ideas in my head on what I’m going to do to finish each room, it’s finally starting to feel like home.
George, my cat, is sprawled across my favorite chair, the room is flickering with candle light; the carpets are clean, the room is dusted, the kitchen is even clean… I really got a lot accomplished tonight after I finished work. I KNOW I’m feeling better. 🙂 Last Wednesday, I felt more like I was on death’s door and could barely get out of bed. And yea, I still sound like absolute crap when I cough. Laying down at night isn’t as fun either, as I feel a bit like I’m drowning. It’s kind of funny, I keep referring to myself as a squeaker toy because I take a breath and squeak like one. What I’m finding “interesting” is that my dreams have increased while I’ve been sick. I’ve had more nightmares in the last couple of days than I’ve had in a very long time and I’m unsure what’s triggered it. Last night, I dreamt I was in a horrible motorcycle wreck. In my dream, I felt the pain of a car driving over the top of me, and when I woke, I could swear I still felt it. It’s amazing what the mind does with a dream. I then had a second dream that started out innocuously enough but ended with a blow to the heart emotionally that had me crying out in my sleep. I hate dreams. I find that if I go to bed with a clear head, that I have a better chance of not having any, but they still sneak up on me. I wish I could find a better solution.
I’m tinkering with a couple of ideas for new innovation in my head right now and it’s wonderful. I missed doing that kind of work, and with as busy as work has had me lately, I didn’t think I’d be able to sneak in the time to do more of it. But I find that later in the night, before I fall asleep, I’ll get some really interesting ideas and jot them down. Sometimes I’ll bounce them off T if he’s around, and sometimes I just journal them and keep them for later. I have FAR too many notebooks with these kinds of things in them. It would be interesting to somehow collect it all in a way I could re-read it all. 🙂
These latest ideas are involving robotics, one involving transportation and one involving personal computing. I want to get my hands on a google glass device – but how would I explain that at work? I’m already considered a traitor for using an android phone. See, it’s my opinion – I don’t care about the brand. Does it work? Does it solve a problem or a need that I have or make my life easier or less dependent on the unimportant things? Cool, then I’ll try it. If it somehow chains me down, or makes things worse, then heck no am I going to spend decent money on a gadget that’s just the next popular thing. I’m VERY picky.
Well – I should get some sleep. It’s later than I’d realized. I hope you are all well. Goodnight Neverland. XXO