I’m leaving the IPAD on the nightstand today…

..or at least for an hour…we’ll try an hour…I’m realizing I may have an addiction which is causing me to be unproductive.  It’s not really the social media aspect – which I’m actually finding to be monotonous (looks like too many O’s).  But it is my curiosity and my IBOOK and Kindle habit which has me weighted down..not just my curiosity but my inability to speak in complete sentences because I can’t remember words.  What’s that word?  Google it!

I used to read books all of the time..it was the only way to put myself to sleep at night.  I found that when my anxiety level increased, the banging in my head got to be so loud that I couldn’t concentrate on a book.  I tried and tried and I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me.  I love to read.  I blamed it on my tried and true favorite authors were writing junk…I discussed it with family members and was given ideas for great authors.  Those authors couldn’t write either.  With great joy, I’m here to tell you it was me and not them.  But now that I”m back..it has created another problem.  I can’t quit reading.  I put reading in front of every other chore and/or responsibility.  I’m totally content.  But apparently it has become a problem because I don’t do anything else.  He already cooks but if he would bring me my meals in bed and keep my coffee filled, I would be content to remain in bed all day surrounded by my cats!

So…today is Monday – normally I start a diet…but this Monday, I’m going to leave my IPAD in the bedroom and see what I’ve been missing.  At least for an hour.  I can do it for an hour!

Until next time….

Having a reading nest….


Laying in bed this morning, listening to the morning floor creaks and his morning habits, I felt the need to delve into why he likes to wake up and immediately have both feet on the floor; and how I like to lay there and move my legs around the disheveled sheets searching for a cool spot, rotate my pillow around, catch up on Facebook, etc and wake up.  I came up with no answers.

I have a tendency to do exactly opposite of what I’ve always read.  Bed should be for sleeping…do not make your bed the place you watch tv, eat, read and nest.  Oops.  While I’m not a “napper” unless I’m sick, once I’m up….I’m up…but…occasionally I’ll walk into our room, glance at the bed and have that comforted feeling.  I don’t think that is wrong.

Today, I mixed it up a bit and found my reading spot for the day.  On the front side of the house.  It is shady, there is an amazing cool breeze and the only real NOISE is the multitude of birds all trying to talk at once.  I’m not really a bird person…okay…I really never notice birds other than when I want to scream SHUTUP!  The rustling of the breeze through the leaves makes it okay.

2 weeks from today, probably around this time 10:30 am, I’ll be going under the knife.  Just thru that in because it is on my mind.  Otherwise, I’m just going to be in love with this day!

Until next time…..

The Biddy is Giddy

There have been times when I was in shape and my hair looked good,  that I would be driving on a beautiful sunny days with the tunes blasting and I would have that feeling which can only be described as WOW…LIFE IS GOOD…I’M IN LOVE WITH LIFE….YOU CAN’T GET TO ME TODAY SO DON’T EVEN TRY…. As I got older and older with big girl problems, those feelings went away; in fact I cannot even remember when it happened the last time.  But, I was thinking tonight while going thru some photos for scrapbooking…this is so fun…I look forward to it…I can’t wait to get my work done so I can sit down and do it….it is like that whole wind through my hair thing from years past…only different.

Another giddy feeling I used to have is when I went to the library…I would load up 3 or 4 books…not because I would read that many before they were due but because in my effort to always be prepared, I would get that many books so at least 2 or 3 I might like.  Then I would head home, knowing I had to play mother, wife, cook or maid and wanted to hurry thru everything so I could sit down and lose myself in a book.  I still love to read and do so every day but I don’t have that giddy feeling that I can’t wait to go home and get into a book.

I love to vacation and/or camp…I love the weeks building up to the trip…except for the day just before we leave.  I love the prep, the trips to Walmart for possible missed items and I love being better prepared financially  now because I know that if I forget something, I can stop and buy it… that takes a lot of pressure off of the preparation…

I look forward to scrapbooking…see paragraph 1…Debbie and Karen and I decided a while back that we would rotate each others houses each month to scrapbook..but have found a real home at Debs which feels loving,  safe and comfortable so we haven’t gone anywhere else.  Safe and comfortable and loved are good.

Until next time…..