THIS is the best use for Peeps that I think anyone can come up with.
I should do something today. It’s fairly sunny for the first time in a few days. The birds are singing. Somewhere out there is a pizza that’s calling my name. And yet? Here I sit. I may work on a sock and ponder possibilities later. Yes.
Hope you all have had a marvelous weekend.
I just turned the light back on after participating in Earth Hour. The New Moon in Aries Thursday and the new and vigorous growth that I can see exploding in the natural world outside prompted me to listen to President Obama’s weekly radio addresses from his Inauguration onward.
I still have a few to go, and I’m finding it a surprisingly painful process.
I find that it still hurts an awful lot to just plain hope.
I’ve been offline for a while. I did find a job, for 1/3 the pay of the previous one. It took a while for me to believe it, but apparently I also have somewhat less than 1/3 of the responsibilities. This is…good in many ways, but really really bad in others. My morale, which is already having a hard time recovering from over half a year of unemployment, feels like it’s been sprayed with liquid nitrogen. I’m frozen in some sort of scary ass quantum leap backwards in terms of my career. And to top it off, I want to possibly strangle my new office mate, who seems intent on treating me like I’m an amusingly bright dog whose sole purpose in life is to be at her beck and call.
I haven’t been knitting much. My physical health is…well, in kind of a sad state. My bum knee is worse than ever, I’ve managed to do something to the other side of my back, which means I’m lurching about the hallways at work like an exceptionally fat Quasimodo. I hurt all over, and it’s hard to get out of bed every day.
On the plus side. The rising tide of springtime life makes me feel a bit better. I have a job, which is definitely something. I would like very much to move, but am not sure that’s going to be possible in the coming months as eight days after I got my new job I was informed I’d be taking a 10% pay cut. That pretty much put the kabosh on my plans to move, as my paychecks will see a measurable decrease every two weeks. Maybe you don’t miss what you never had, but I miss the dreams I had regarding that money.
Not everything is doom and gloom. I learn something new every day. There’s one particular teeny tweet (small bird) who has a very long, complicated and involved song that is sung right around sunset every day, not far outside my windows. It only lasts one or two calls, but it’s beautiful enough to bring tears to my eyes. I have a roof over my head. I mostly have enough food to eat. I have the ability to entertain myself and learn something along the way, and produce some lovely things that are functional as well as beautiful.
Things could be worse. Things will, I hope, get better.
That’s all we can really reasonably ask for at the moment, no?
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