The past week and a half has been one of sleep deprivation. Life has not been cooperating. It has felt as though the sleep gremlins have been conspiring against me. I do not function well without sleep. I can lose whole days to the haze. I won’t bore you with a litany of all the fun I’ve had. I’ll just give you the top three: 1) Weird dream. I spent an entire night in a kayak on a creek that wound through houses and trees and restaurants. The really weird part was a strange guy who appeared on the back of the kayak and kept falling asleep and falling forward to lean on me. I was exhausted by the time I woke up. 2) Frustration. Going to the bathroom at ten till four am and seeing my cat shooting out of my room away from me. I turned my flashlight on to see what was going on and found that the cat had puked all over the bed. Lights! Action! My rushing to strip the heavily winter dressed bed before the puke made it to the mattress didn’t do much for the rest of the sleeping household. Later that morning after washing the sheets and pad I went in to make the bed back up and found someone had puked on the blankets while I ate breakfast. And 3) Anger. Somehow, without heavy lifting or slipping or falling I have managed to hurt my back. I’m sucking on the Motrin bottle, popping muscle relaxants, and walking around with my Tens unit stuck to my back. If there is no improvement by Monday I’ll be heading back to the doctor’s office. ARGH!
As I was sorting through a pile of papers I found this quote from my calendar and it just struck a note. “Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.” — Henry Miller It has just seemed totally topsy-turvy around here.
I decided to take a look at Henry Miller as I’m not very familiar with his work. I found many useful quotes but this one just fit in with what I’m trying to do this year (attitude adjustment). And after basically losing a week and a half doing nothing more than just barely what needed done I needed the reminder.
“Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy, strength, if faced with an open mind. Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.” — Henry Miller
Now if I could just get some sleep!
My son has set up a folder of beautiful pictures he thinks I will like and has set them up to rotate every so many hours as my background on the computer. When I finished reading my blogs this morning and shut down the internet, this bright and beautiful flower plus bees popped up. It made me smile and feel good for the first time in days. I live for summer. And I haven’t planted sunflowers in years. I think they need to go on my ‘to do’ list for the garden.
Life At Our House
I had to take Saver back to school back on the 13th. You’ll just have to take my word for it when I say her room was a mess and that we did eventually find her floor. (shaking head) She wouldn’t let me take pictures of her room so I’ll give you pictures of our trip out instead. It got interesting for a little while.
Note: Saver took these pictures. I was driving. Actually she took about 76 of them which I weeded down to about 20ish. I’m giving you 8.
Fur Babies and Other Friends
My son took this picture around Thanksgiving I think. This is my little food thief.
I managed to get a picture or two of my Hermies hanging together. An almost large Hermie with a smalll Hermie. Ignore the reflections of Christmas tree lights.
Out in the Yard
In keeping with the sunflower, I went in and found some summer pics I hadn’t used.
I’m going to leave you with the…
Mug of the Day
Note: In keeping with this screwed up week and a half, I have had to edit this post I think 4 times now. Pictures were added from my media file (WTF?) that I didn’t choose and words/sentences/paragraphs/titles/pictures were randomly being eaten (how many times do I have to put this mug back in?). Sooooo, let’s try this again. (Dammit I have to be up at 6 am!!!)