Day off

This is my first day off in over a month where I have not left my house.  Drama#2 and her baby are not home this weekend. 

It's just me and the dogs and a TV I cannot decide if I want to watch or not. 

I re-potted a couple plants, cleaned out the greenhouse cabinet and added a new shelf. Blogged here and there.  

Spent three hours unsubscribing and deleting emails. My god what a pain in the ass that was. And I'm probably only half way through the amount of unsubscribing I need to complete.

Now I'm going to feed the dogs, make me some dinner, and then IDK what is next.  Maybe a nap. Maybe some Netflix.  Maybe some video gaming. 

What a nice day!  

Getting back into it

Slowly but surely I'm getting back into a groove. I reactivated The Book of Face, and the Fan Page, and started an Instagram page for the review blog. I realized I miss having a semi-anonymous outlet for my secret thoughts and random ramblings.  It was great to see many of the OG bloggers on The FB. Almost everyone there was with me from the beginning and went through the ups/downs/moves/struggles/divorce. Y'all supported me in ways no one else did.  Seeing everyone kinda gave me the warm fuzzies. 

It also gave me a little boost of dopamine. And I need those when and where I can get em. 

I posted on the Review blog today about a DYI wine rack I installed after I bought my new house.  And scheduled a couple more posts.

I posted on Insta and FB about some journals I created. And a puzzle book. 

I'm finding it helpful to blog about things I've already done, rather than attempt to write meaningful anything at this point. I still have a block when I sit to write. So, here I am. Filling the socials and telling old stories.  

And for now, that's going to have to do. 😊

Recipe for Lazy Blogging

Take an answer you gave in your class: 

?I have an online journal, a secret blog, that my family does not know about. I am not mean and I don’t talk trash or belittle them (much).  I simply use it as my place to process my thoughts and feelings.  It is useful for me to have my feelings validated by others or to be told I’m completely out in left field.  It is my place in the world where I am free to say the things that I am feeling, that I would NEVER say in real life.  I would never tell my children that I am tired of being the mom because it would hurt their feelings and they would not know how to process that information.  It isn’t that I don’t love my children or want them around me, it’s just that I am mom 24/7, 365.  I don’t get a day off. I don’t get a night off. I don’t get a minute off and sometimes, I would really just like to soak in a hot bubble bath for 25 minutes with peace and quiet and no interruption.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t resent my children or husband, I just wish I could shut it off sometimes when I’m overwhelmed.

Then, take the response you got from your instructor:

You are absolutely correct in what you are doing. In fact, you are carrying on a tradition that is very old. I remember my mother, and, my Irish grandmother, and my Scottish grandmother would all hang out their laundry and then go over to the neighbor’s fence to ‘chat for a bit’. It was their ‘sanity clause’, which said they needed to take a break before they went nuts. You are fulfilling the same need we all have in a healthy and creative way. Whatever you do, don’t stop! It is what is referred to as a ‘sacred space’.

I think as we study personality, personality traits and how we fulfill our needs, it is good to come back to this point that U2BM has made to all of us. Thanks for sharing this with us and opening our eyes to the fact that the internet can be a source of healing.

Cut and Paste into a blog post and walla.  Lazy Blogging at its finest.

Twas the night before Christmas

And all through the house,
My kids were driving me crazy,
My husband is lazy,
My brother is a drain,
The new puppy is a pain.

8 has been yelling in my ear the whole time I wrote this post,
Because 10 antagonizes and bothers her the most.
My husband put it off and put it off, and put it off,
now he is out shopping with my brother in tow,
Thank Gawd we live in Arizona, where it does NOT snow!

The presents are wrapped.
The paper and ribbons are put away
I have to clean tonight because tomorrow is the big day.
To all my blog readers, and I know there are a few,

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and Happy New Year to each on of you!

 

Show me the love

One night I was feeling bored and thought to myself that what I needed was a good spanking.  The Man was fast asleep so he would be of no help.  I read I will fucking tear you apart and they had recently announced that the vacation was over and they were starting up again so I thought what the hell.  I was spanked by the Bitches back in the day so I am not new to the idea of putting it out there and asking for whatever I might get.  I submitted my site. 

Nutjobber, well, I like him.  If I went all Sally Fields and said “he liked me. He really liked me,” well, that would be a big fat hairy lie.  But, he didn’t hate me, and that is good enough for me.

Suckered Doggy Style

Mourning

*Normal posting will resume later*

I’m not sure how it is for the rest of you, but when I read blogs, I get a glimpse into someone’s life.  I think that they have it good or bad or they’re going through a rough phase.  I sometimes I think that my life is better or worse.  I have felt envy, laughter, and I’ve been angry.  Sometimes, I will run through a whole range of emotions while reading a post.  I feel like we know each other and we develop a friendship with the blogger.  Over the past couple years, I have cultivated a little group of regular reads.  A family of blogs that I read daily or weekly or whenever I get a free minute.  Sometimes I comment and other times, I just lurk in the background.  Some blogs have an impact on the blogging world while others (like mine), are just a place where you go to enjoy a good rant or story and then you move on with your day. 

However, at the end of the day, there is a feeling of comfort if you will.  Like I’ve checked in with family and the kids are all tucked into bed and the night can fall safely.  Hell, I check in with blogs more frequently than I do my own family.  So, when one of our bloggers is having a hard time, it is hard for me not to feel some range of emotion.  This happened recently with a blog where I lurk, NYC Watchdog.  Dave is having what can be only be described as the most horrific time in any parent’s life.  He lost his only child.  A child who just graduated kindergarten the very day of the tragedy.  I am not asking for anything with this post.  I only want to spread the word. Avi is currently selling graphics, like the one above, if you want to help Dave with the financial burden that an accident like this brings on.  If you are more comfortable, please stop by Dawg’s blog and offer up your condolences.  I am sure that when the smoke clears, and his life begins again, the comments on his blog will bring him some comfort.  At least, that is what I hope for him and his family.