A few moments ago, I woke up to this loud voice in my head saying,
“You have to let go of some things.”
All I can do at this point is agree. Don’t know when it happened, but I am overcommitted. Maybe last weekend’s fiasco with the power outage and the basement flooding pushed my tenuous schedule off track. Doesn’t matter how it happened. If my subconscious is trying to reach me, then I guess I should listen. Maybe 5 a.m. is the best time to reach me.
I’ve been saying yes more than I’ve been saying no (my mantra for 2010), but maybe it’s time to say no until I can get caught up with things.
Last night marked the end for my beloved 2000 Subaru Outback. The car has more than 211,000 miles; it has served its time. Well, last night the car started to decelerate on the highway while I was going about 75 mph. I pulled over to the breakdown lane and called AAA. This is it. The problem may be fixable and not too expensive, but the car has been nickel-and-diming me for the last eight months. I’m ready to throw in the towel.
Sometimes I feel like if it wasn’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all. Life seems a bit lopsided at the moment.
Pardon me for this moment of gratitude as I try regaining a little perspective:
1. I am healthy and mostly happy
2. I have two wonderful kids—my two silver linings in a cloudy life
3. I’m surrounded by truly creative and loving friends and family
4. I have work that keeps me interested and engaged, and coworkers who keep me grounded
5. I’m a poet!
There, I feel better now.
Looking forward to reading with Nin Andrews tonight. We’ve never met, so I’m excited to spend a little time with her after the event.
On the poetry front, you name it, I’m doing it: poetry readings: judging poetry contests; and writing articles, book reviews, and co-authoring interviews. I’m doing everything but reading books and writing poetry.*sigh* That’s really what I want to get back to this weekend.
Sunrise at 6 a.m. Spring is coming ... I just know it.