VACUUM ASSASSIN

The sun is coming up, obscured by long blankety clouds. It has turned cold again after a few days of near fifty degree temperatures. We had a three day mini-spring complete with random fly hatchings and copious fur shedding in the house. My vacuum is one tired son of a bitch. I can’t lie though, my hair is by far the worst: the vacuum assassin. I have to cut it off the rollers with big shears. 

I don’t know about you but it feels like the new year has started on speed. It’s going way too fast! I’m scrambling to keep up. Yesterday I took the day off to just make food. I spent most of the day prepping vegetables and chicken to make big, freezable amounts of posole, chicken pot pie filling and wild rice soup. I have a horrible time feeding myself when embroiled in a hard thinking project (let alone FOUR). The pre-made food just makes it easier to be fed and to be quick about it. I’m just so tired and hungry by 5:30 I’ll eat anything at hand like a dog. I have to set myself up to win… haha! 

I’m glad the weather has chilled again. I was afraid that mud season would start two months early. Those climate change reminders make me so uneasy. The cold makes it seem like at least some part of time stops while my life blasts past. My days are military blocks set aside for recording, overseeing recording, book writing, book jacket design, Substack and the musical. The leftover time is used to care for creatures and myself. I also try to make sure I exercise at least once a day. If I didn’t do that I’d be a real c-u-next-Tuesday. If I also didn’t have three thick organizers, a manager and virgo-mania I would be screwed. It’s balanced on a system of tiny, sturdy gears. The one thing that makes it work is I keep it open to change. I don’t get upset if one thing swaps out for the other. As long as something gets done I let it go. My ADHD brain likes a little danger and unexpected change. ManFriendJeff’s Autistic brain does NOT, but we have managed to work together since the day we met. (fingers crossed, haha!) It hasn’t been without learning curves and stupid arguments but I’d say now we are a neurodivergent crime fighting duo. We try to roll with it. Kudos, ManFriend! 

How do you help yourself along? What do you do to make the path ahead easier?

Sally the Spinet in hibernation…