An Unexpected Pause in the Action in Everyday Ramblings

This is an iconic house on a busy street in NE Portland not far from where I used to live. I took this wandering around over there last weekend.

It is cloudy, just a few degrees above freezing and the rain is on its way. They say it will rain for 6 days.

Originally I was planning on rushing off to the grocery for provisions during my lunch break today but I am still pretty sick. I am going to take a trial run out for a soda instead and then hold off the grocery visit until tomorrow. When I rush I forget things and I am already fog brained from the virus and don’t need any extra demands on coherence.

It is kind of like being trapped by an ice storm, this being ill stuff and I feel a bit of cabin fever. I could pay for a car down later too but the traffic here is horrid on Fridays and it would take forever. So I have this opportunity to practice patience and creativity.

On top of that we aren’t all that busy at work. It will be busy, crazy insane busy the week after next but now we are caught up and waiting for things to come in.

It has come to my attention that one of the reasons I don’t write or note so much anymore is that the cats pester me when I do. They rub against my laptop and walk on the keyboard and step into my lap and…I need to set something up where I have uninterrupted time to express myself.

I have been thinking about moving my home office into my big walk in closet. It would take concentrated work and extension cords but I think it would be great to not have my job in my bedroom and to train the cats that there is one place they don’t get to go. There is no window so the only distractions will be electronic.

Last month I heard some great advice too, that you should clean your place as if you would when you move out every few years. I would love to do that. I feel Like I have been so busy for so long and my domestic life, all the richness it could contain has been neglected.

You know I am not ready to consign myself to dark rooms with spider webs in the corners of the ceilings quite yet. That neglected look that places where old people live, that stale dusty smell. But there is something about being sick during the holidays that takes one’s mind to that less than cheerful place.

My job right now is to get well.

So that I can enjoy the festivities to come.

It turns out I was in denial and have one more dental surgery to go. We are going to do it mid January. Everybody is very happy with the healing I have done so far and I have oh so enjoyed not having any dental activity the last three months! Soon, soon I will be there for good.

Everything is better than it was before I started the work so I don’t have regrets but still it has been a slog the last few years.

Less than a week until the solstice!

Poor Diego, he was all snuggled up in my lap this morning as I was doing my meditation and then I started coughing and he got up and moved to his warm cat bed instead.

This is a pause! I need to find a way to capitalize on it and to keep my spirits up…

Any ideas?

Last updated December 15, 2017