Sunday Night Musings

'Tis the last day of my 30 day challenge!

I missed 2 days of posting, both on the weekend, I believe. And both times, I was laid out across the bed, thinking about getting up and posting something before I go to sleep. But it's been more like...

"...as soon as the next commercial comes on, I'll get up and post something."

Well the next thing I know it's morning.

And I missed a day of posting.

But I must say, posting 28 days out of 30 days is not bad.

Not bad at all.

Alas, we have reached the final day. Maybe I will keep it up. I don't see that, but I have a whole list of posts I want to do so I want to get those out.

I stubbed my toe last night, and the way I was feeling, I hope the sucker isn't broken.  And it's not even the big toe, it's the toe next to the little toe. Every time I tried to walk last night and this morning, there were shots of pain! Who would've thought one small member of the body could affect everything like that? Wow.

I decided if I couldn't walk well enough by Monday, I would go get an x-ray to make sure it's not broken. I was able to hobble around and do some cleaning late this afternoon. I don't know if it's getting better, or if the pain meds kicked in real good.

We shall see tomorrow. Hmm.

Anyway, I watched a stream of my church service this morning and I wrote down a couple of notes concerning things that I'd been pondering as of late.

-If you are not content with yourself, you will continue to try to be like someone else. 

I never thought about it that way. But the more I look around, especially on social media, it is the truth through and through.

I am content with me, but I am constantly working on that. I think in the past 10 years or so, I have begun to understand that I don't want huge swatches of time passing where I am in a state of discontent. I want to be content where I am... while on the way to my destination, where I'm going.

-There is too much ahead of you, too many great things in your future, for you to spend time worrying about mistakes and missteps in your past. 

Not sure that sentence makes much sense. That's how I scratched it out in my notes.

In essence it means stop worrying about mess from your past. And press and look forward to the bright future ahead of you. And I think, just expanding that a little, be in high expectation of a good future... on purpose.

I have recently seen a someone that is upset about something that happened in their past. Not about something that happen last week or last year, mind you, but something that happened over 30 years ago.

30 years ago!

I spent time thinking about that, and wondering how is the best way to not let that happen. I don't have much of anything that bothers me like that.

You know, a mustard bottle may appear empty. But if that mustard is squeezed hard enough, some mustard is going to come squirting out.

Mustard being anger, that is. Circumstances tend to expose a range of emotions.

Maybe during quiet times of my life, bad feelings that have laid dormant in my heart, like my issues with my parents. When it comes to heartbreaks, I have found that it takes me one to two years to get over them. I know I am good when I can stand still and search my heart and can fully say that I feel absolutely nothing about the situation. I'm not angry or pissed or anything.

I have had falling outs with friends and it seems to take me about 6 months to get over and past that. I have had to realize that certain people are meant to be in my life for a reason or for a season. And those seasons and reasons have come to an end and it's time to move on.

You will never see a facebook or twitter fight break out with me involved. Especially since I'm getting older, approaching 50.

Thank goodness for the blog, because I have written profusely about such things, whether outright or in between the lines.

What do I want overall? I just don't want long swatches of times to go by where I'm actively angry about something or someone... and that anger is expressing and manifesting itself in some harmful ways. I spend much time being introspective about such matters, and doing personal journalling.

And just hearing some of those points hit on today during the sermon helped me understand that I am doing what I need to do to keep from living in my past and learning to be content with ME.

And that's a good thing.

That is it for my Sunday musings. I would go back and edit it, but uh... you will just have to piece together what you can from it!

1/3rd of the year is officially over... 2/3rds of the year is ahead of us.

Let's press on in expectancy of great things!

Have a good week!

Simply Sunday: Picture Edition

It is technically Monday, but since I am still awake around 12:30 am, I consider it Sunday.

I still want to put up a post, man. I will backdate it. I was thinking about it around 11:30 p.m.

A couple of pictures from my weekend.

I have been pushing to get my hair cut. I get a bit upset when I have to wake up every morning and run a comb through my hair. So I was happy to get a haircut finally.

I can't believe I'm going gray on my edges. I'll be 44 soon, so I guess it's bound to happen. I still think I am 25, lol.

I'm not going to complain about it. I'm not going to dye my hair, as I don't understand the whole dye thing.e thing. (And I can't see that being good for me. Lord knows I don't want to deal with any reactions).

I like my gray. That comes along with all this wisdom I have. Yes indeed.

I have to put that picture up for Serenity23. She's always trying to be like me. I'm wondering if she will get hers cut that low? Hmm...

I had a writing workshop this afternoon. And I didn't get home until an hour ago.

No we didn't write for 7 or 8 hours. We wrote for a couple of hours. Afterwards, my writing facilitator Dawn and I talked about her current crochet project. She has crocheted 280 squares so far. She has another 150 to go, I believe. Tonight we worked on linking the squares together.

Here's a picture next to my stockined foot.

That's not quiet a stocking. It's a tube sock. But stocking sounds good.

I am proud of her. She was a bit overwhelmed, but she keeps pushing forward.  I was a tad bit perplexed by her tales of crocheting squares while out for drinks with friends... and while at the casino.  Needless to say, she is the butt of many jokes and laughter (I do believed I would have joned her out after a few drinks my ownself). But she keeps trying. And that is all that matters.

Crocheting in Casinos and bars... I guess when you gotta get it done, you gotta get it done. That's called being tenacious. And that she is. I can learn a good lesson or two from that to carry me over into the New Year.

And that's it for Simply Sunday.

A simple relaxing Sunday.

Simply Sunday

It is Sunday once again.

I wanted to get out and run a few errands but it has been storming all day. No way I'm getting out in that. Yesterday was yucky and overcast, but there were just a few sprinkles. I don't mind getting out in that. But I don't like driving in full blown rain.

So it was a day of napping and lounging around. I didn't get many chores done. I managed to clean the laundry room and do all my laundry. I fiddled around with the new gadgets I bought yesterday. Like I said, those wireless headphones must go back. Everything else looks okay. I still haven't hooked up the roku. My little flat screen TV is not HDTV. And I have a tube tv in the living room. I have to try and hook it up upstairs.

I am watching Snapped right now. This show reminds me that white folks have isshas just like everybody else, no matter how much they try to hide it. Some of these shows are repetitive. I wanna holler "Girl, didn't you see Snapped the other day? You doing the same thing that other chicken was doing. She didn't get away with it and neither will YOU!"

And that's life really.

I watched a pretty good movie today.  Pacific Rim.

Now, it was a bit cheesy. It was definitely on some Transfomers meets Godzilla type of craziness, but it was a good movie. Those were some of the scariest monsters I'd ever seen. I would've liked to have seen it in IMAX 3D.

Idris Elba was in the movie. THAT in itself made it something of interest.

I saw him and leaned in and I said "Well, well! What do we have here?!?"

Hershey bar dark fineness. That is all.

Good movie. I may purchase it for my kindle. Once the price comes down.

Church was good today. I want to write a post on it, but that would be way too long. Instead, I will post one of the more memorable quotes of the day, one from Joel Osteen...

"Negative words are like seeds. You dwell on them long enough, they will take root... and produce."

Sure will produce. Negative fruit . I don't want that, man.

You know how I feel about seeds, and roots and fruits and the like. I perked up when I heard that. I might have to go back and watch that again. It was about how your whole life could be messed up for years and years just because someone said that you weren't good enough, you weren't smart enough, you'd never do nothing with your life, etc. It was about rejecting all those negative labels.

Amen. Amen again. And again.

Good sermon. If someone would've tried to slap a negative label on me after hearing that sermon, I mighta had to open my Good Book of Cuss on them. Really.

I am hoping for a decent week. Better not be a ton of work to do. There are only a three or four people from my work group available on Monday and Tuesday. And only two of us on Thursday and Friday. All I want is QUIET. I have a ton of maintenance to do on equipment, so I want to get going on that. I am hearing we might get a half day off on Christmas Eve. I will believe it when I see it.

I am doing well with this daily posting, aren't I?

I'm sorry it's not all dramatic. Just my day to day ramblings.

Well maybe I'm not sorry about that.

I like things simple... and smurfy.

Simply Sunday

I forgot that I said was posting everday. Even on Sunday.   Sigh.

My laptop overheated so I am posting from my phone.  Shame on me for not pulling out my netbook.  But I have no idea where my cord is.

This was a pretty good day in that it was simple.   I like simple. I have all these grandiose ideas about how much I will get done on the weekends, but simple is fine.

I am sitting here watching Survivor.  I didn't even know this show was still on.  It is the final episode, so everyone looks gaunt and malnourished.  It is interesting. There is a brother in the final three. I am watching to see if he wins. I don't remember any black folk winning before.

I woke up around 5 this morning, so I spent some time listening to my church's finance conference from the past week.  A lot of interesting information. But I really need to listen to it again to get a full understanding. Concentration is not stellar at 5 a.m.

I am not really looking forward to the work week. I am wondering what kind of tomfoolery will go on this week. However things go, my goal is to work no more than 8 hours a day. I get frustrated otherwise. And my goal is to manage my time much better.  That is doable.

There are only 2 weeks left in the year.  Around this time I wax nostalgic about the year.  If I can find the time, I really want to do some food for thought posta on some of the important happenings in my life.  I need to go look back in my journals and at old posts to see what I can post on.

And I best be quick about it since there are only 2 weeks left in the year.

The brother didn't win. Sigh. Maybe next time.