Thought Salad

Tag: work

  • My Riff 

    My life’s a place of work  and laughter, both at the same time. Even on a Monday  when life is hectic, I find a place of joy inside.  A repeating riff of the variety of living. The good, the bad, the sad. Each day the same  but slightly different. Each aspect another facet  of the…

  • Black box

    What’s in a story?  I ask myself this daily now, deep in the throes of nanowrimo. How can I make people feel, understand, live through the eyes of another? How do I draw them in, capture them in my web, Each story a black box, a mystery until it’s opened. I’m every bit as surprised…

  • The rut

    I watched as the week flew, On wings of solid steel. Picked me up and dropped me off, And didn’t once ask how I feel I thought I’d have so much more time with which to play. Instead I chose to get stuff done, each and every day. When all I wanted was a room…

  • March of the errands 

    Back to reality, Tap-dancing through my day, Visits to hither and yon, Faxes and refills, mail and paperwork  Finally caught up  and look at the clock, Time for home and supper, food and stories and dessert, “Strawberries in snow” Kids not yet caught up  from the time change. From east and summer,  to winter and…

  • Little big things 

    Another Saturday spent on the road and working. Learning to be better, to understand more,  to improve, always. And when I returned to the house we are staying at, I was greeted with excitement.  I planned a fun afternoon of park then bath and hot chocolate. All the things small children love in one day. …

  • Lack of sleep and learning 

    There doesn’t seem to be a set amount of coffee that will work for a bad nights sleep, unfortunately.Trying to get three wired kids to bed in a new environment is a challenge,  but when you’re already sleep deprived it’s even more irritating. Finally by 11 pm they stopped making noise, which was nice. But…

  • 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…

  • Vertigo 

    The world is spinning right now, a surreal Dali Dance with Picasso points near and far. It arrived gently with a feeling of floating before it progressed abruptly to dizziness, made no better or worse with the movement of my head. I wracked my brain, trying to pinpoint a trigger and gave up. The same…

  • Rat race

    This life is an express train Rolling down the track Anytime someone cries They get no money back Tick, tick, tock Time marches on Faster than feelings, until the clock is gone Hyperventilating 101, Chronos doesn’t care. He flips the bird,  Lets it fly, up into the air That’s it and thanks a lot, I’d…