Gifts Abound! Who Needs to For-Edge?!

Yesterday was a total surprise. The “men” of weather had been proselytizing a rainy, downpour ridden, stormy day. And, I was looking forward to it. In anticipation. I awakened early with a hungry, nay, lustfulΒ feeling about the impending first day of the weekend.

It was one of those mornings I’d had at least 3 or 4 posts half written in my head. Perfectly written I might unashamedly add. At least in my mind’s eye πŸ™‚ It was a day I more or less planned to “hide out”. Rainy days are perfect excuses for that, are they not? That was the “option” (don’t believe in “plan” for the obvious – do they ever work out? does anyone ever really have the “plan b”? no. no they don’t).

Without getting into it, because it would take a gazillion words to even try to explain/express it, I’ll simply say the weather was reflective of how I was feeling. However! I wasn’t without galoshes. (no, I don’t really call them that and never have in irl…but I like the sound of it lol)

Friday night was my first night back in the room of re-direction. I’d been house sitting for my niece and her family since the previous Sunday. The after effects of my little “vacation” can be found in those gazillion words I referenced above. In spite of swirling, billowing, spirals of retrospection threatening to turn into a funnel cloud (would have preferred a funnel cake) I slept pretty well.

Damn! if you’re not right! This is rather boring. OK. Go ahead. You can tell me. I can take it man. I can take it! So what the hell am I trying to spit out here? (See?! See?! This is what happens when you stop writing. You lose any modicum of ability you thought you may have had and then struggle with a case of the stupids.) What I’m trying to say is that yesterday I anticipated the day going one way and the day had other ideas. Well, there was one pre-planned event. The First Ever Live TToT Video Bloghop at 10:30 am EST. And that, my friends takes FRIST on this my list of 10.

TWO – Already stoked by my alter-ego (name kept secret to protect her identity) I was happy to join in with Zoe, Val, Michelle, Kristi and Clark. Later joined by Lisa and then Joy. It was great to see some of the old crowd from Friday vid chats of old and absolutely fantastic meeting Kristi and Val.

I left the chat a little before the 1 hour mark. Had some errands to run and figured I could beat the expected torrential downpours, get out early and back in plenty of time to “hide out”, ie read. Write. Read. Write….

THREE – that I didn’t pan-z out and not go because of the threat of severe weather. Hell, I’m alive aren’t I? Isn’t that the point? Go out… feel and experience weather and outdoors and….life?

FOUR – switching it up a little. Sure, errands are errands but I actually had thoughts of doing other things like visiting a Rare/Used Book Shop I spotted not far from where I now live. Or stopping into a consignment shop I discovered by accident a couple of weeks ago (except on the opposite side of “town”). Even though I didn’t do either of those two things (I was practical instead, dammit) I’m thankful to have had those thoughts almost commondeer my day. Had the weather been different? So too the day.

FIVE – feeling happy, in spite of driving in torrents of rain (my timing was bad. or maybe it was the rain’s timing), that I was getting the nagging, Saturday errands out of the way…because……I could get back early enough to laze out on this dark and stormy gift of a day to write and read or! maybe *gasp* watch television.

SIX – I may not have been commondeered by spontaeous thought but I was by my new landlady and her 8 year old daughter. Due to our different schedules we don’t see each other during the week. After I put some of my “errands” in the fridge, I eagerly made my way towards the stairs. It was time to get into “hide out” mode. I walked through the living room where mother and daughter were comfortably hanging on the couch in perfect rainy, Saturday form. We started to chat. To my complete surprise her daughter asked me if I’d like to watch a movie. Hm…rainy day… movie. But what about the “hiding out?”. I didn’t give it a second thought! Suddenly, my rogerian self, all chatty kathyized, said sure! We settled on an ancient movie, Hook. We ate popcorn, the kid fell asleep and I had a very enjoyable afternoon.

SEVEN SEAS – eventually, I found myself in the r-o-r. Β You know what? Β I found that the feelings from the morning – the ones of loss, escape and imagination had been magically supplanted by rain and unexpected invitations. My desire to indulge in reservoirs of creative despair no longer had a place in the day.

EIGHT IS ENOUGH – had to write that. I don’t remember who mentioned the now late, 8 is Enough Dad in their TTOT post last weekend but how eery that Dick Van Patton died this past week. OK. Don’t know what the h dbl l is going on but I think I’m still feeling like, like, I think I’m feeling…like being social *surprise gasp*. But I’m a clark!

NINE – weight. As in I believe I have a new weight below which I won’t go. The new and improved range is 110-112. Go me!

TEN: Another sunrise, another sunset. Another opportunity.

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35 thoughts on “Gifts Abound! Who Needs to For-Edge?!

  1. It was really nice to see you guys too Denise. I was there so briefly because work was exploding a bit around me yesterday… I was getting hospital calls etc and had to run. I love the term “Kathyized” but had to really force myself not to see “catheterized,” which feels a bit more descriptive of my rogerian edge.

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    1. I found that I really missed talking to you irl on the rare occasions I did the Friday vid chat:)
      Exploding work. Never fun but it gets the energy going doesn’t it? Except in your line of work I don’t imagine that’s a positive.
      lol why must you insert substitute words lol now I’m thinking β€œcatheterized,”!
      Hm, ya know Z, you got a real good “rogerian edge” πŸ˜€

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  2. I kind of like that word galoshes too – it sounds exactly like a pair of boots sloshing through a puddle. We had the joys of torrential rain here for yet another weekend along with temps chilly enough to wish I weren’t too frugal to turn the furnace back on. I added a trip to a junk collecter’s place to my regular weekend errands – it wasn’t as pleasant as poking around an old book store but it was nice to do something non-essential for a change.

    A rainy afternoon spent watching a movie sounds like a lovely afternoon.

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    1. Now that you say it…it does πŸ™‚
      We were lucky in that the temps weren’t bad. Cooler than normal but not enough to want to turn on the furnace! Yikes! That’s too chilly for the end of June!
      It’s important to slip in those non essentials. I bet you can come across some hidden treasures in those junk collector’s places.

      It was.

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  3. HE DIED?!?!?!?! That was me, by the way, in my Father’s Day post on Sunday. I had not heard this bit of news. That is eerie. I had not thought of him in years before I put him in my post.
    Rainy days are perfect for hiding out, but they are equally good for impromptu movie time with fun neighbors. Glad you chose the movie. πŸ™‚
    Your writing always makes me smile. The way you put words together. The phrases you come up with. Your ability to confuse the heck out of me. πŸ™‚ Galoshes is one of the best sounding words around. It has the sound almost like the sound the galoshes make, slopping around in muddy water.
    I hate that I missed seeing you all at the TToT live event. I shall put the 5th and final clue as to why I didn’t participate here. (I’m being Clark today, leaving clues throughout other people’s posts.) When I called the service station to alert him, the guy recognized me and said, “What is it with you and animals and that van??”

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    1. Yes Christine. He died June 23rd. Aha! Your post. Whoah. That is weird that you hadn’t thought of him in years, you mention him in your post and a couple of days later he’s dead. Damn.
      Aw, thank you Christine. That really makes my day πŸ™‚ You know I don’t deliberately set out to confuse (you) lol
      You and Vanessa both said the same thing about “galoshes” and darned if you’re both spot on with the imagery.
      We missed you as well. 5th clue huh? I’ve got lots of reading to do tonight!
      *after reading clue – metaphorically scratching head*
      Hey! Um, clue to…what? Now you have me confused!

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  4. Yay! Sounds like a fun weekend! Whew…the clark in me is just raring for my own place…own place…T-minus 12 days. Love the in-laws. Looove the in-laws. But man, I can’t wait to get my life back.
    But, like you, I am thankful. When we had a houseguest this weekend, I so wanted to be in hideout mode. Well…that didn’t happen so much, but thankfully the company was pretty awesome. πŸ™‚
    Anyways, have a great weekend! Hugs.

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    1. 12 days! That’s wonderful! There’s nothing like having your own place πŸ˜€
      Hey, in 12 more days you can have “hide out” time any time you want!!
      Have a great week Cyndi. Hugs back.

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        1. I will be because I have to be. And I am on occaision.
          When you and I first met way-ay back in 2012? I was living in another state w/someone I’d been with, at that time, for 17yrs, we had 2 dogs, then a dog, then none. We had a business and a home. And then we had none.
          So the shit happened, you know, when they say “shit happens”. My little family was torn asunder. Thus began a journey.
          I don’t know if he and I can put the pieces back together. Sometimes I doubt there are pieces left to even put back together.
          So I travel an uncertain sea/road. But I persist in my belief, against practical reality, that life can be really good, yet again. Afterall, I woke up today πŸ™‚ The sun is shining and I’ve been given the gift of another day.
          I love that you check up on me, my friend:)

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        2. I know. I know you’ve been holding together for so long, and you’ve been hurting and sad for a long time, and so much has changed. Your determination and sheer bloody grit is astounding and a source of huge inspiration, my dear. I think you’re marvellous, and I’m sorry that shit happened. I think I need to learn your ‘I woke up today’ attitude.

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        3. For far too long. Although I’ve gotten better at resisting the temptation to indulge in the past, I’m not completely immune. I’ve wondered of late if maybe I’ve lost it and simply don’t know it πŸ™‚
          If anything I do or experience translates to inspiration for another, then surely I am not a complete loss!
          Thanks. It is a thing that can be “learned”. And it can make a world of difference, if only for a moment. And sometimes that’s all it takes…

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        4. I don’t think you’re a complete loss. Far from it. But I do think life has been vastly unfair to you and it makes me sad.

          I have a not-the-past which I indulge in feeling sad about – the ‘if only’ version, in which I was loved…

          ACK *runs away from feelings*

          I’m awake. The sun’s shining. I won’t cry. BLECH.

          Learning sucks.

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        5. That is one of the “keys” to my own “learning”. I don’t think in terms of “fair” and “not fair”. “It is what it is” or more exactly, “all that it is is what it is”. Simplified, I know but I must go to work now and I did not want to leave without replying:)
          I know what you mean… “if only version”. There are multiple timelines of the life that wasn’t that can run through my head but unless I can find something useful in going over them, then I fight the urge to think too much about them.
          There’s no changing the past. Fact is, right now, today, you are loved. Fact is, right now, today, you are an accomplished writer with much to give, much yet to learn with a huge reservoir of creativity.
          There will come a day when you will know the tears to cry.
          Today the sun shines for you πŸ˜€

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  5. dyannedillon

    Friday morning, my daughter and I were alone at my parents’ lake house, just hanging out in the living room, me on my computer, her on her phone and watching something on tv. Then I got a weather alert from my Red Cross app saying we were under a severe thunderstorm warning. We had been so lazy that we hadn’t even noticed it was clouding up. A few minutes later, and the winds came, with the rain falling in sheets so hard and heavy that we couldn’t see across the lake. We had talked earlier about going out and running a bunch of errands, but when those first drops began to fall, we looked at each other and said, “Nah.” And we stayed in that room for hours and hours, just the two of us and the sounds of driving rain and thunder. And it was good.

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    1. It sounds perfect.

      Don’t know if you’ll see this Dyanne, but I can’t figure out what happened! I would never not respond to your comment immediately!
      Can I blame it on my dashboard being weird? Didn’t think so:)

      I think it’s wonderful your family has a “lake house”. A place for vacations, escapes, adventures or weekend getaways. Makes for special memories πŸ™‚

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  6. I’m so glad we got to see one another at the chat, even if just for a bit before you left and my Internet crapped out!
    We had a rainy, lazy, hiding out day here yesterday. Grand plans…farmers market, grocery store, etc., all fell by the wayside when the rain came pouring down…and pouring and pouring all day and into the night. We had enough food. We had books and movies and PJs and one another so we spent it being lazy and watching the rain. I totally get it.
    Glad you had golashes – and yes it’s a great word!

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    1. OK. What the heck’s going on?! Yours and Dyanne’s were the only comments I didn’t see. Not getting it….

      Yes! It was good to see you again. See – rain, and lots of it, can be good:) Books, movies, pjs, lazy = nice.

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  7. With the simple turn of a phrase you have sent my imagination soaring. What to do when life sends you a funnel cloud when you wanted a funnel cake?!?!?!? I LOVE THIS!

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  8. plaguedparents

    Rainy days often lead to reflection. Sounds like all in all you made the most of it. I especially love you thinking that almost getting way laid was a good thing.

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  9. I love all this talk about rainy weather and storms.
    πŸ™‚
    I like that. It’s June, but I like the weather in question and I’ve been just enjoying it here myself.
    Have a great week.

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