June 7 2018

Return (Five Minute Friday)

Return was the word given as a prompt last Friday. Every time I sat down to write for 5 minutes on the word, something sidetracked me. I kept returning to the task all week with the same results. Now I return one last time to either write this or give up and miss writing one of the Five Minute Friday prompts, which I have not done since I started. Streaking is big with me. I set a routine and I don’t like to break it, you know what I mean?

I find myself returning to the days when money was tight and we saved it wherever we could. So I have been cooking at home instead of eating out for the last few months. I returned to making the green smoothies every night (well, 5 or 6 nights each week anyway) so we would have breakfast ready to go each morning. I find I am really enjoying knowing I have the fruits and veggies handled so early in the day. It makes me feel like the eating for the day will go well when I do that.

I also returned to following FlyLady a little more closely. I feel like if I plan out my goals and follow the baby steps to reach them I will be successful in achieving them. I am even setting daily reading goals because there are so many books I want to read before the library demands them back. I figure out how long I have till they make me return it and how many pages I must read each day so I can finish the book before I return it. This is actually working. It is almost like giving myself homework, but really it is about giving my brain focus instead of letting it flit around willy nilly.

What can you return to that will help get your life back under control?

This post is part of the weekly Five Minute Friday link-up!
The prompt this week is: Return
The assignment: Write for five minutes on the word of the week. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write.

Category: Five Minute Friday | Comments Off on Return (Five Minute Friday)
May 28 2018

Pause (Five Minute Friday)

The word this week is pause. I think of pausing a video on NetFlix because someone walks in while I am watching a show and I try to give them my full attention while at the same time not missing any of whatever I am watching.

I listen to a lot of audiobooks when I am driving or in the house alone. That is because “alone” works best for me. It keeps me from having to pause the audio constantly. Nobody else wants to hear the books I am “reading” unless it is on a trip and it has been pre-determined that we will listen to a particular book during the drive. Even then, we have to pause the book when someone falls asleep or if traffic gets snarly and the driver needs to focus more fully on the road and not the story we are listening to.

So, if you hear something playing and I pause it when I hear you approach, no need to jump to the conclusion that it is something I am ashamed of and not wanting to be caught listening to. Instead, think of it as my way of giving you my complete and undivided attention while you are in my presence. I will still think of it as the necessary thing to do so I won’t miss any of what I am listening to.

What have you had to pause lately? Let us know what you are reading, watching or listening to in the comments below. Don’t forget to share your email in the form on the top right of this blog so that you can be notified any time I post so you won’t miss anything.

This post is part of the weekly Five Minute Friday link-up!
The prompt this week is: Pause
The assignment: Write for five minutes on the word of the week. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write.

Category: Five Minute Friday | Comments Off on Pause (Five Minute Friday)
May 18 2018

Secret (Five Minute Friday)

Secret

Ok, this is getting a little weird. Today, for FiveMinuteFriday, Kate’s prompt is secret. Normally this wouldn’t be a weird thing but tonight, it is. Let me explain. I have been secretly writing a blog post about my struggles with weight loss. Today, I let my daughter read it and she encouraged me to go ahead and post it. At my writing group tonight, the sprint leader asked what we were planning to get done during the upcoming 30-minute writing sprint, so I admitted what I was working on and that I still wasn’t sure I would post it, but that I would be reading over it and editing it just in case. They were all very encouraging too. I also admitted that I thought I probably would eventually release it into the world because I had already created a secret Facebook group and thought I would allow readers who wanted to encourage my efforts to join and tackle their own issues. It wouldn’t be a “closed group”, but a “secret group” where only the members would know where it was and be able to see the members.

So, the reason I have been wavering on whether or not to release it is that the post is basically a timeline of my struggles with my weight with specific dates, weights, and photos going back over thirty years. YIKES! Even Hubby doesn’t know all those details, and we’ve been married forever.

So, I would say, no way, not gonna put myself out there and face the humiliation of the whole world knowing the specifics. But then something inside me says, but what if me coming clean with all those details is what helps someone else lose the weight that is killing them. What if I could help someone take their life back? What if THIS is what I am meant to be writing? I have been adding to it a little at a time as I come across another detail or photo. I’d tell myself it would motivate me and I could always make it a private post for my eyes only. One minute I tell myself, it’s ok, to just go ahead and post it because almost nobody reads my blog anyway unless they are Five Minute Friday posts, even then only a couple of people read it that I know about. The next minute my brain says, but what if THIS is the one post that goes viral and EVERYONE sees it? See what I mean? It is hard to keep a secret, but sometimes it is even harder to share your secret (failures) with the world.

So, please tell me what YOU would do, and what you think I should do in the comments below or perhaps in a direct message just to me via the contact form or email ([email protected]). If I post it at all, it will be WITH all the secret details. Go big or go home, right?

This post is part of the weekly Five Minute Friday link-up!
The prompt this week is: Secret
The assignment: Write for five minutes on the word of the week. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write.

May 12 2018

Include (Five Minute Friday)

WWMS?

Sometimes, when I am feeling somewhat less than confident (so pretty often actually), and I don’t know what to do, I ask myself, “What would Mom say?

Almost every day I think of something I wish I could pick up the phone and ask Mom or tell Mom about. I want to be able to include my mother in my life, even after all these years. Still having a mother figure in my mother-in-law was some consolation. She was always willing to let me talk through anything on my mind, but it wasn’t quite the same.

This year is the first time that neither Hubby nor I have a mother alive to celebrate Mother’s Day with. We are both orphans now, as we say. We console ourselves with the thought that it happens to most people at some point in their lives and we had our parents to enjoy much longer than some. We look back on those precious days, not as the perfect times we should all aspire to, but the life we had and didn’t know enough to appreciate at the time.

If you are lucky enough to have your parents with you, then take this time to appreciate the ways they made your life so much better and forgive them any times they may have been less than perfect as parents. We are all human, after all, we make mistakes.

Newborn babies don’t come with instructions when you bring them home from the hospital and I still remember the sense of wonder when they let me just leave the hospital with my firstborn. You mean they are just letting us take this tiny human home with us? I didn’t worry too much though, because I knew I could call my mom or mother-in-law and ask them any questions that came up.

Thanks to both our mothers for being there when we needed you. Mom, thanks especially for being that voice in my head telling me I can do anything and be anything I set my mind to if I try hard enough. I’m so glad you always had such high expectations for us, it gave us something to live up to, and there was always room for improvement.

This story was what came out after reading Ann Kroeker’s tribute to her mother. Thanks for inspiring me, Ann!

Happy Mother’s Day!

This post is part of the weekly Five Minute Friday link-up!
The prompt this week is: Include
The assignment: Write for five minutes on the word of the week. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write.

May 4 2018

Adapt (Five Minute Friday)

It is Friday again! You know what that means, right? Ok, yeah I guess the title kind of gave it away. It means Kate Motaung gives us a word prompt and we write whatever comes to mind about that word for 5 minutes. It seems I usually can’t stop writing after just five minutes, but today I am going to try. The word today is ADAPT.

START

I began to think of all the ways I have had to adapt during my lifetime. First, it was becoming a big sister instead of the youngest. I don’t remember the first time this happened when my little brother was born because I was only a year and a half old. When my baby sister came along three years after that, I remember looking into the crib and wondering to myself if she would grow up to be someone I liked and got along with. A strange thought, but I must have recently come to the realization that I didn’t like everyone and some were easier than others to get along with.

Then it is going off to school for the first time. Each year the school year would end and we would have to adapt to a new routine for the summer until that too was over and it was time to adapt yet again.

Then from elementary school where we were in one classroom most of the time with the same kids and same teacher to middle school (junior high in my day) where we changed classes, classmates and teachers every time you turned around.

Middle school kind of prepared us for high school, but not nearly enough. High school was harder to adapt to, at least for me. There were three floors of classroom and so many more classes, some of which we got to choose for ourselves.

Then college. Oh, my! What a difference there was between high school where your teachers knew you and expected things from you and college where they didn’t know or care what you did or who you were.

A couple of years into college, I got married. Another huge adjustment. The house we tried to buy before our wedding was pulled off the market while we were on our honeymoon, so we had to start the looking process over again. It was decided, that after the wedding, we would live with my new in-laws until we found another house to buy and moved into it. So, we moved into a different bedroom than the one hubby had been using and adapted to sleep in a double bed together instead of the twin beds we had grown used to our entire lives. It was also a completely new family and household I was forced to adapt to and only postponed the inevitable change of adapting to being co-owners of our own home and living with just one other person for the first time in my life. Continue reading