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Edgy today. Going into the office tomorrow - so early wake up call. Also woke earlier than expected this morning.
Decided I need to find some more hobbies. The meditation this morning told me to find something fun to do to fend off the Sunday Scaries and I was at a loss.
I could work on my novel - but considering I write and edit all week long..
Too hot to cook - plus on a diet. Don't feel like knitting the scarf that has never made its way out of the Amazon envelope under the coffee table. Or going bird-watching. And am still scared to try a Citibike. (To be fair, the last time I actually rode a bike was well over thirty years ago - I drove a car more recently than I rode a bike. Not sure taking up either in the middle of NYC is a wise choice.) Maybe I should take up painting and drawing again? Both are mindful activities that are vastly different from what I do for a living? Not sure taking pictures of flowers and things around my neighborhood on walks, with my iphone, counts as a hobby?
My niece is in bed with a head-cold. Apparently all that activity caught up with her - also all her friends have it and they are passing it around. It's not COVID - they all have the Pfizer, and came back negative. It's just a head cold. My brother is annoyed - because they'll most likely get it too.
I'm hoping they are over it by the time I come up.
Been getting myself into trouble on fanboards again.
Less said the better. Suffice it to say - same old same old.
Shipper wars. And worshiping narcissistic comic book writers.
Found this on FB and yep, it's often why I write in this blog daily:
Virgin River - according to mother - has S3 up and running. So, I'll be watching it again. Waiting on more episodes to be available for Loki.
And may start watching White Lotus on HBO. Also recording Wellington Paranormal - to check it out on CW, but I've my doubts. I don't tend to like that comedic style - fake documentary. I'm not a fan of Brechtian theater or collapsing the fourth wall.
Proof you can find anything on the sidewalks of NYC:
And, because I've nothing else to say at the moment...more flowers.
I've taken so many photos of flowers and the cemetery - that I need to delete a few - just to find other photos.
Decided I need to find some more hobbies. The meditation this morning told me to find something fun to do to fend off the Sunday Scaries and I was at a loss.
I could work on my novel - but considering I write and edit all week long..
Too hot to cook - plus on a diet. Don't feel like knitting the scarf that has never made its way out of the Amazon envelope under the coffee table. Or going bird-watching. And am still scared to try a Citibike. (To be fair, the last time I actually rode a bike was well over thirty years ago - I drove a car more recently than I rode a bike. Not sure taking up either in the middle of NYC is a wise choice.) Maybe I should take up painting and drawing again? Both are mindful activities that are vastly different from what I do for a living? Not sure taking pictures of flowers and things around my neighborhood on walks, with my iphone, counts as a hobby?
My niece is in bed with a head-cold. Apparently all that activity caught up with her - also all her friends have it and they are passing it around. It's not COVID - they all have the Pfizer, and came back negative. It's just a head cold. My brother is annoyed - because they'll most likely get it too.
I'm hoping they are over it by the time I come up.
Been getting myself into trouble on fanboards again.
Less said the better. Suffice it to say - same old same old.
Shipper wars. And worshiping narcissistic comic book writers.
Found this on FB and yep, it's often why I write in this blog daily:
Virgin River - according to mother - has S3 up and running. So, I'll be watching it again. Waiting on more episodes to be available for Loki.
And may start watching White Lotus on HBO. Also recording Wellington Paranormal - to check it out on CW, but I've my doubts. I don't tend to like that comedic style - fake documentary. I'm not a fan of Brechtian theater or collapsing the fourth wall.
Proof you can find anything on the sidewalks of NYC:
And, because I've nothing else to say at the moment...more flowers.
I've taken so many photos of flowers and the cemetery - that I need to delete a few - just to find other photos.