Am I being courageous or just plain cranky?

"Courage is the human virtue that counts most — courage to act on limited knowledge and insufficient evidence. That's all any of us have." – Robert Frost

About Robert Frost
Robert Frost, the influential American poet known for his rural settings, uncluttered language, and meditative themes, wrote the poems, "A Road Not Taken" and "Mending Walls," among many others. He was born in San Francisco in 1874 and moved to Massachusetts at age 11. He ran a farm for ten years, selling it to move to England and become a full-time poet. After achieving his goal, he moved back to New Hampshire. His ambition was to write "a few poems it will be hard to get rid of." He died in 1963.

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All-righty, then!

I'm in a conundrum today, trying to decipher (and put into action) my best course of action for a number of interesting but highly annoying circumstances that have literally invaded my otherwise pleasant every-day existence. No matter which option I ultimately choose I will need a good deal of courage to carry it out - because every one of them involves entering unknown territory!

Today's categories include:

My Writing:
Articles, feature articles, and essays: I need to refrain from editorializing, just now. See, my attitude is tainted by my mood, rather than by well thought-out opinions. So many things are jumbled up in my personal life - not all in a bad way, mind you, but in ways that require time and attention - causing sleep-deprivation and stress.

The Novel: Things couldn't be better just now I've had a major breakthrough in understanding how to manage a plot point that's been giving me fits for a long time; how to write it effectively and integrate it into the story seamlessly. This is huge for me as it's been a hindrance to the book's completion.

My relationships with several other authors, some of whom I love, adore, and admire; and some of whom I don't even like, need changing and revising. Categorizing, if you will. Ugh! Additionally, one of the writers' websites I frequent seems to be going through something. Not in any of my groups, but the overall site is suddenly developing a sort of undertow... I can't quite put my finger on it, but I can say, most emphatically, I don't like it.

My Family:
Who is this smart-mouthed, teenage, know-it-all? And how long is she planning to stay? I'm just asking.

My own adolescence revisited?
Okay, I admit it. I have a crush on someone. It's been a long time, and I'd forgotten how much fun it is... Do I tell myself I'm acting like a schoolgirl and being ridiculous, or do I enjoy the ride and flirt my middle-aged heart out?


Always end on an up-note, right?

Later,
Carol

3/28/2009 Odds and Ends!

As always, or most always, I am writing about yesterday because I write in the morning.

Said farewell to Barb as I was leaving for work, and she for the Paramus Container Store to meet up with Joan. She was planning to meet up with another friend who is also her accountant, Annette, I think, and concluding her journey back to P-Town by stopping at Paul and Al's to help celebrate Paul's birthday.

I was sorry to see our visit end, but glad to get back to normal - and gladder that I wasn't the one doing the driving for a change. Had a very productive day with SJ and O, as he is coming around nicely. Hysterics and bad behavior are being replaced slow and sure by fun and frolic and good behavior. It's good for everyone and most satisfying for me. (Who wouldn't savor being the catalyst for positive change in a situation?)

At 4pm I left telling Steve Sr., that I needed to get home to welcome Soph back from her trip to Disney World. What I left out was that she was not scheduled to arrive until around 10pm. I did that because I had a week's worth of chores to whip into shape before Soph and CD arrived.

Walked into the house with clear motivation and mission - like a tornado, if you must know. By 4:30 I was ironing full-tilt. I managed to wrap up all the laundry for the week (including my own - and the guest room bedding washed, ironed, and bed made) by 8pm. It was exhilarating to work that hard, that fast! LOL

Later, I phoned what I refer to as an eyore-friend to confirm a weekend get-together and she unceremoniously regaled me, for over an hour, with a new-improved reprise of her favorite chant from the 80's: the my-life-sucks-but-I'd-rather-complain-about-it-than-actually-do-anything-about-it chant.

Not for nothing, but I'm having a rough go of it too. Uh, so is everyone I know, at least in some capacity. I have sympathy for anyone and everyone who is being victimized by this scandalous mess we're in -- except for those who refuse to do anything to make their lives better. To work as hard as they have to in order to manage their situation. We're ALL doing things we don't want to do. Poppy-cock! Enough about this.

Today, I'm going to stay home and have some peace and quiet. Enjoyed the week with Barb here, but it took a lot out of me. (In a good way, but I am tired.)

Blast! I am out of my heart meds. Called the doctor to refill my prescriptions. I'll have to venture out to collect them. Pfffffffft! LOL

Say, I've got a great idea! While, I'm off to the pharmacist, why not read this interesting article (by Matt Taibbi) that I received from a friend of mine. The Big Takeover. You owe it to yourselves to give it a look-see. Taibbi writes for Rolling Stone and is a frequent guest on Bill Maher and Jon Stewart. That my Republican friend is the one who forwarded it speaks volumes. This piece of writing is a major examination of what has gone wrong in the economy and really explains the situation in very understandable terms.

It's long. Take a bathroom break and get a beverage.



All for now.
CM