Stop the presses! Last week was a big week! Tons of fun and excitement!
I had my hair cut.
It’s been exactly a year. Which for me, is unusual. Based on other bloggers’ answers to Cee’s Share Your World, I guess I’m in good company: those who are long of lock and seldom shorn. But I figured that since I am Master (Mistress?) of ceremonies for the Cobalt Historical Society’s Heritage Symposium on June 3rd, I should probably look semi-presentable.
While I waited for my turn at the salon, I flipped through the stacks of magazines and puzzle books. Nothing caught my fancy. They had a Sudoku book, but that kind of logical/numerical thinking makes my brain hurt. I prefer word puzzles, cryptic crossword especially. When I lived with The Performer, one of our favourite pastimes was solving puzzles in Games Magazine which, at the time, was available in hard-copy only. On our date nights, we’d cozy up on the couch and crack open the magazine. We “clicked” when we worked on the solutions… almost like we shared a brain.
(Solving cryptic crossword puzzles was what we did well together. Solving our own puzzling issues was another matter entirely.)
So, that’s the news from last week. Oh, that and the fact that I’ve fallen into a funk again. Not unlike this past March when I felt that I was wasting time by marking time.
I (naïvely) figure that now spring is here, I “should be” productive, I should accomplish something: gardening, long walks, enjoying the outdoors. Reiner built a wooden raised garden box, and it’s been sitting empty for a couple of weeks. We’ve been waiting on a delivery of topsoil. (What can I say? It’s a different time zone up here.)
Even if the garden was ready for seeding, the weather has been lousy. Snow earlier in the month, a day or two of sun, and then wall-to-wall rain.
In my drafts folder I have a post called “Gardens I Have Known.” If I find the motivation, I will take the time to scan images of the beautiful perennial beds that I built from the… um, ground up. But over the years and the 18 moves, I’ve lost the desire for anything other than “easy does it.” I’ve been uprooted (literally and figuratively) so many times, I have lost the desire to establish a new, large-scale garden. Especially now with the shorter, colder season. Especially now, with my old(er) and occasionally rebellious body.
This is not a bad thing, this “downsizing” in the garden department. I’m perfectly content with the wildflowers, shrubs and lichens and mosses that grow up here. Perfectly content. But that’s passive talk! That’s sitting still and enjoying and relaxing and breathing deeply!
And I say that like it’s a bad thing!
It’s not. I know it’s not. Well, my heart knows it. My brain is taking its sweet time catching up. As a wise friend says, my compass is still adjusting to my new home and my new retirement status.
The topsoil guy is coming tomorrow. I hope.
Friends are stopping by to visit on Wednesday.
Yes, rain is in the forecast. But the sun will shine, too.
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Inspired by Cee’s Share Your World and the questions:
What one thing have you not done that you really want to do?
How often do you get a haircut?
In regards to puzzle what’s your choice: jigsaw, crossword, word search or numeric puzzles?
How many cities have you lived? You can share the number of physical residences and/or the number of cities.
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
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