restlessness is gonna get me
I feel like I've already committed and can't abide waiting a moment to make changes. But I know that's a transient feeling. I'm riding the endorphin high that it's giving me to daydream about a new life. I don't really want to, although some of that happy is certainly worthwhile. it's good to have a bounce in my step but this utter rejection of all that's around me is a sour state to find myself for a decade or more as it could possibly be.
I don't know how old that damn parrot is! He could be 35 or 15 and who knows? If the former, he's got maybe 5 years in him, and could just go one day soon. If the latter, I need to rehome him! The rabbits? Well I take such good care of my buns, they've got at least another 2 yrs each and the younger is the healthier, so unless a hawk grabs him from the yard, he's good for a while longer. Oh me, calculating animal lifespans, mentally selecting what goes and pondering how to sell and how soon to start selling the rest. I had to remind myself that most of it is here to keep me busy in winter. I'd best let a winter get between before I start holding yard sales!
So I walked the dogs downtown, using the stroller so I could give the dogs a break when needed and also smuggle them along inside buildings. I quickly ran a couple errands, smiled at all the people staring at me. Luckily they smiled back. I don't know if it was the cute dogs, the hot pink stroller, the tie-dye or the silver wire "elf ears" decor on my ears but I guess the whole picture pretty much.
I'm tired of it, really. Why should I have to dress dull just to get some peace? Other places in the world tolerate colourful people!
Like I said, I kept walking around in mental rejection of this place as deep as my endorphin addiction with daydreaming about the coast. I even started doing my "if we were on the coast" outbursts in the bathroom to give Dan a break from it.
Well it was a wonderful day walking back in the park. I stopped and did some knitting and later stopped to make a timelapse vine. Now I'm tired but have to go buy groceries. ~sigh~
I don't know how old that damn parrot is! He could be 35 or 15 and who knows? If the former, he's got maybe 5 years in him, and could just go one day soon. If the latter, I need to rehome him! The rabbits? Well I take such good care of my buns, they've got at least another 2 yrs each and the younger is the healthier, so unless a hawk grabs him from the yard, he's good for a while longer. Oh me, calculating animal lifespans, mentally selecting what goes and pondering how to sell and how soon to start selling the rest. I had to remind myself that most of it is here to keep me busy in winter. I'd best let a winter get between before I start holding yard sales!
So I walked the dogs downtown, using the stroller so I could give the dogs a break when needed and also smuggle them along inside buildings. I quickly ran a couple errands, smiled at all the people staring at me. Luckily they smiled back. I don't know if it was the cute dogs, the hot pink stroller, the tie-dye or the silver wire "elf ears" decor on my ears but I guess the whole picture pretty much.
I'm tired of it, really. Why should I have to dress dull just to get some peace? Other places in the world tolerate colourful people!
Like I said, I kept walking around in mental rejection of this place as deep as my endorphin addiction with daydreaming about the coast. I even started doing my "if we were on the coast" outbursts in the bathroom to give Dan a break from it.
Well it was a wonderful day walking back in the park. I stopped and did some knitting and later stopped to make a timelapse vine. Now I'm tired but have to go buy groceries. ~sigh~