I’ve referred to this before. I keep a line-a-day-journal. In recent times it’s taken the form of “one great thing from the past 24 hours and 3 blessings” a.k.a what is sometimes called (ick) a “gratitude journal.” But I’m going to morph it into a combined anti-gratitude and gratitude journal. You should definitely think of a great thing that recently happened every morning when you get up, and count your blessings. But first you should think of what was the worst thing that happened in the last 24 hours, and what are three other things you have to be ungrateful about. Because that way when inevitable bad things happen, you won’t feel, on top of bad, the feeling that you are stymied, that this bad thing wasn’t SUPPOSED to happen, you wuz robbed, you were gypped. With practice, you’ll instead think, aha, this is the Bad Thing, or one of the Bad Things, due to happen today; right on time!
Except When It’s More Than One Thing
…it’s always something.
Started to get a headache. Hope it’s not Paxlovid relapse.
Finger hurts as much as ever, I just try not to use it. Boy, if this is arthritis and permanent, it truly sucks.
Wasn’t sure about the pink in this. Still not sure. Not sure I like the way the pattern looks a lot better on one side than the other, also. I bet once it’s an actual scarf that I’m throwing around, fine details like this will be overlooked.
Sometimes Those Are the Best of Times
Sometimes the little bluebird of happiness just alights on you. Sometimes the cylinders just click.
And Now for Something Completely Different
Lacey scarf next. This will look great with my winter coat.
You THROW It at People
It’s about 45 inches wide and over 5 feet long.
Now We’re onto Something
I think I should add some dark green and then run with it.
As Winter Continues
I need to somehow dull down that yellow into more of a gold.
Another thing I recently did was complete my kitchen inventory. Last year or so I decided to undertake an inventory of everything in the house. I started with the mudroom and then moved on to the kitchen. I have some 900 items in my kitchen. This includes everything from large appliances to liquor. Everything in the cupboard, from all-purpose flour to xantham gum. Spices, from allspice to white pepper. Utensils, from apple corers to wooden tongs. You get the idea.
Ready for the Next Setback
I can’t tell you how good it feels to be free of illness AND fully restored to mobility. I can bend every which way. I can carry weights upstairs. I have neither a splitting headache nor the urge to go back to bed. And perhaps not incidentally I am totally kicking it at work. I feel GREAT!
Book Corner 2023.9
by John Baxter
Better than I thought it was going to be; because I thought it was going to be, “OMG, Paris is so freaking beautiful, this is beautiful, that’s beautiful, OMG Paris is so beautiful.” Yawn! It wasn’t that. It bounced around severely. It was kind of tied together by the author’s recounting of how he stumbled into a job giving walking tours of Paris; and some of the fun things he includes on his tours. I liked that all the chapters were super-short. I liked the amount of himself he put into the book – enough so you aren’t wondering who in the world is speaking to you; but not so much that it’s a Me-Me-Me book, which is also boring. Altogether, you’d think that I’d love it. Ultimately, though I hate to sound like an ugly American or a jaded snob, I went to Paris once and I wasn’t all that crazy about it. I prefer Italy.
For the Darker Purple
Hmmm, should be darker.
This was done while listening to the Stones’ excellent 1995 Stripped album.
Experienced the afternoon crash again.
