Sunday, December 27, 2015

Wrapping Up

Either I really love writing, or I am an utter delinquent. It may be an unfortunate combination, a little of each. But I shouldn't be sitting here, thinking thoughts, stringing words together. I should be....

1. Making rice pudding, because I gave myself two New Year resolutions for 2015, and only one has been accomplished.

2. Cleaning the kitchen, because no one wants rice pudding from a dirty kitchen, etc...

3. Starting dough for bread, because it's a waste of cold days to not have hot bread coming out of the oven.

4. Stopping taking so many naps; they've been marvelous, but I am losing track of the days, and I have a suspicion that I am not actually a bear.

5. Comforting, consoling, encouraging, reminding, supporting Max about the last of the college applications he needs to complete.

6. Cleaning some more. Pick a room. Any room.

7. Going to the park, and walking.

8. Trying on Maria's skates and deciding if it's even remotely a good idea to order some for myself, or not.

9. Checking to see whether the shampooed carpets in the Odyssey have dried, and stopped stinking, and if they still stink, then concocting and applying the antidote.

10. Writing a long, rational, detailed rant against the insurance company that won't cover the costs of the accident caused by their client; even when she admitted total fault, and we hired an attorney.

11. Skipping #10. Life is unfair, and my ride is damaged, but bitter rage and futile indignation are too, too costly.

12. Rethinking #11, because somebody needs to raise their fist in righteous indignation, or _Corporate UHmerica_ will reign over us all.

13. Mucking out the chicken run, because hard labor clears the mind, and dealing with sh!t is inevitable.

14. Reaffirming the positive! Thanking everyone for their kindness, their thoughtfulness, their everyness, and chicken tea towels. Love.

15. Deciding, once and for all, what I want/need/like/wish regarding the b-i-r-t-h-d-a-y, then dealing with it.

16. Putting new batteries in the keyboard.

17. Leaving the house, finding a salon, and paying for a haircut. (Standing in front of the mirror with shears in hand, asking, How hard could it be? is probably a bad idea.)

18. The bank, the post office, the shoe store... go to there, and do my business.

19. Taking my German iron supplement, and liking it. Like it!

20. Telling myself... Hey. It's okay to skip the whole rice pudding resolution. It can wait until next year.

There's more to wrap up, and accomplish, mostly revolving around brooms, rubbish bins, and firm resolve. If you catch me in my office, I hope it's because I am taking care of business!


gretchenjoanna said...

I don't think you are completely delinquent, because your blog post inspired me to.... do something. I'm not sure what, but it was encouraging. I do know I need to go to bed now - Maybe I will read it again in the morning for more clarity. I liked the part about making bread on cold days!

Jennifer said...

Writing it down, clearing it out, starting anew. It's the week for it, always -- and the birthday, too! Revel in the good, the best, the warmth, the fun and fight the good fight. Anyone with chicken-y coasters like that must be on the top of the world!!

nikkipolani said...

Ugh. #10 and #11. "Why is logic never even tried?"
And for the rest: happy new year to you, Natalie; may thinking and stringing and comforting and encouraging continue!

Natalie, the Chickenblogger said...

I just about convince myself no one is reading... then *PoP!*
Thank you, Gretchenjoanna, Jennifer, Anne... I am savoring your comments, reflecting happily.