Thought Salad

Tag: tired

  • Gratitude 

    Today’s word is gratitude. It’s funny, because I think about this concept often.  I’d like to say I think about being grateful everyday, but I’m far from a saint.  Some days I feel bitter and evil inside, and wish people would just go away and leave me alone. In fact, I still sometimes feel like…

  • One clock to rule

    My life is a list, one thousand things long, each as important as the next  Paralyzed at times with the decision of which item to do first  when they all need to get done at once. So,  some get done,  and more get added. But time runs short, and the list grows, swelling by the…

  • Friday night movies

    I watch as the big orange sky fades to dull grey, listening to the sounds of my children playing in their room. Constant negotiations, laughter and tears, a dog in the middle of all the action, searching for stray popcorn. Tonight was to be our “family movie night with popcorn treat.”  But apparently, they had more…

  • Senses

    Sometimes we expect too much from ourselves.  Push too hard, relax too little. The crusty little general inside barking out more orders than wishes, Not letting you get the rest you need,  to heal your tired soul. At times like that you can  feel burdened  and overwhelmed. That is when it’s time to listen, Breathe.…

  • I love you, you’re perfect, now change

    Sometimes when I think about the day, I feel a great sigh of release. Especially on fridays, I’m full of relief that another week has been successfully navigated, with all its obligations and hours somehow fulfilled. It’s late. I’ve just returned from Stage West, a dinner theatre that we have season tickets to. We bought…

  • Rest stop

    Tuesday is tired day this week. 48 + hours into another busy week, and my energy has stalled out,  as though I forgot to fill the gas tank. I’m a cautious person, and have a tendency to fill up at half full,  unlike those brave souls that live risky and wait until the needle has been…

  • Monday night review

    Another Monday, come and gone. I’m sitting in a stupor on the couch, arm wrapped around a soft little boy, lap full of black cat.  For a brief moment, I feel calm,  the wind that howls from the constant storm inside abated. I feel grateful for how warm and happy I am,  with my loyal…

  • New arrival 

    A new day. Like any other,  except for those that come  before and after. A slight change,  by degree if not design, suddenly the world is changed, richer? One more creation in the world,  it will ascend to a place on my shelf, In my heart, Maybe touch another on its way? My paperback newborn

  • Pamper

    I very much enjoyed today. It was a beautiful Sunday, although it started out colder than I was prepared for,  so I chose to do my run inside in the treadmill. I listened to freakonomics, a podcast I just found last week, and found myself motivated to become amazing at something, anything really, as I have…

  • Age is irrelevant 

    So tired. It’s only nine o’clock, but the week has been long. In between meetings and obligations, I’m not sure how I did it all.  Saturday night now,  and I want to sleep after the day, week, month I’ve had. I remember when nine was when you started getting ready to go out on Saturday, as…