Societal messages women hear on the daily. It’s disturbing, isn’t it?
I have recently discovered a love for Filofax binders, and planners in general. Printing my own inserts for them, decorating, writing in many colors, stickers, and more. It’s really FUN, but wow……I’ve come to realize that I move from one obsession to the next….seeking something….but never finding it. Or, finding it briefly and then moving on again.
Previous loves include photography, shoes, making candles and soaps, handbags and……shoes. I don’t love the past obsessions any less, but once I’ve moved on, I don’t usually return. Except for the shoes, of course, ’cause c’mon…..SHOES. I’m also a long-time lover of pens and paper….the nicer, the better. Smooth Levenger and Rhodia paper are my favorites, and I’m currently in love with my Lamy fountain pen. Especially since I just put a purple cartridge in it!
What is it that I’m looking for, though? I can’t help wondering what kind of fulfillment I’m missing that I have to fill it with a string of, “currently obsessing over…” items. It seems some deep soul-searching might be in my near future.
Meanwhile…..I’ll be at my desk….doodling in my planners. 🙂
It gets away quickly when you’re not paying attention, doesn’t it?
It’s been a dismal start to the year so far, but I have HIGH hopes for the rest of it…beginning tomorrow. Why? Because it’s Chinese New Year, signifying the beginning of the Year of the Horse. Guess what I am? Yep…..a Horse. 🙂
Not everything I’ve read has agreed that Horses tend to have a good year in the Year of the Horse, but more often than not they fare better than in many non-Horse years. Hopeful, right?
So far, I’ve managed to NOT keep ANY of my New Year’s resolutions. My excuse is that tomorrow actually signals MY “new year,” and so I will become accountable beginning then. Hey – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
How about you? New Year’s resolutions trashed or on track? How has the first month of 2014 treated you? What hopes do you have for the rest of the year?
You know what happy people do?
They sing in the rain. They smile in the face of adversity. They pick themselves up after a fall. They see the glass as half full, representing hope instead of the half emptiness of despair. They laugh. They make jokes during stressful moments. They pursue hobbies. They love.
I’m learning. Every single day. A new world awaits!
My mom was diagnosed with dementia some time back and she has been in steady decline ever since. Luckily, her sense of humor is still intact. Today, while driving home from her house to mine, we had a few laughs. She has a penchant for casinos, she loves the lights and sounds the slot machines make, the atmosphere, the coins (back in the old days of slots, before the current paper chits you get!) dropping when you get three in a row. We take I-35 north to Dallas and at one point cross under I-20, which goes to Shreveport, LA. A few years ago, my mom took frequent bus trips to Shreveport for some casino fun. She always has something to say when we pass the sign. Today it was this: “You missed the exit!” Me: “Why, ’cause that’s the way to Shreveport?” Her: “Yes!” HA!!!
At one point, I heave a sigh and she looked at me and asked if I was tired. She doesn’t like to drive, never has, so any sort of driving wears her out and she thinks it does everyone else, too. I told her no, I was just bored. She said, “I can sing….” and I said, “I’m not THAT bored!” She laughed and said, “Well, fine, then!” It was funny if you know us, I guess, but it’s the little things like that that always make me smile at random moments. The moments that I hope I’ll remember forever after she’s gone, and that I’m writing about here as a way of making sure I do.
While I notice the small changes in her, I’m grateful that she’s still herself, so far, and I’m dreading the not-distant future when that will no longer be true. I love her so much…..it’s hard for me to watch this happen to her. I hope that I’m making the sunset of her life as filled with joy, love and laughter as I can.