stolen moments ...

It's been a whirlwind ... and this blog place became a whirlish hell as well. There I was wanting to maintain my self-made resolution to write something as close to everyday as possible ... to delve into the little issues, to vent, to meander through thoughts, feelings, circumstances ...

and as I sit here, with my cup of coffee by my side, savouring the early morning hours while the rest of the house still sleeps ... seeing the whirlwind of Saturday's necessary comings and goings looming ever closer as the hands of the clock keep ticking time away ... I can't help but wonder if I really want this place to be "bastardized" by hurried ramblings depicting the chaos of a particular day or week ... or do I want it to be a place to come to when I really have something to say.

It's all a moot point really ... because this is a journal, isn't it? ... and naturally it's going to reflect the moods of the day, the calm or whirls of any particular time period ... and isn't this posting kinda' my own navel lint pondering ... turning a non-issue into an issue ... because the body is tired and the mind is tired ... so why not give myself the illusion of actually tackling something worth discussing ... making a mountain out of a piece of belly button lint ...

So a quick recap of today to get to the reality snapshot of today ... was up at 6:30 AM when Carol (sister-in-law) came to the door ... I volunteered to drive her to Dave's firestation this morning so they could set off on their journey to Sudbury from there (it's closer to the 401) ... Tim and Carrie get married today ... weatherman promises sunshine and warm fall weather to bless their celebration. Stefani has a call-back from her audition last week ... so we've got to be downtown by 1:30 PM ... should be home by 5 PM and I should stop for groceries on the way home (we'll see if that happens as I absolutely detest grocery shopping!! To tell you the truth, if there wasn't such a surcharge on ordering electronically and having it delivered ... I would take the route, no questions asked ... even factoring in all the electronic and human error that would come into the picture ... might even be fun to see the "mistakes" made ... huh? cow tongue? ... what am I supposed to do with a cow's tongue?) ... then I've got more work to do on the presentations I'll be giving next week at the AGM ... and I want to catch up on writing half done and neglected ... and I was also thinking about sprucing up the kitchen with a fresh coat of paint (Faded mint is the colour of choice) ...

a glutton for punishment, I am, I am ... but then when I don't have enough to do ... I get outta sorts and grumpy and grumbly ... and I don't like being that way ... so this is ultimately the way I like to be ... the happiest me I can be for me ... I guess I like my self-prescribed chaos ...

and I can sit there in the midst of it all ... peaceful ... from within the eye of the hurricane.