So I have a plan. I am going to spend the rest of this week doing only what I want to do. I deserve that. This was supposed to be my vacation after all.
I am going to organize my room Cleen Sweep style. Go through everything and have a garage sale and use the money I make to fix it up all snazzay like.
I am going to finish reading my book. It's a goodie "treasure box" by Orson Scott Card.
I am going to give Mrs. Kitty a bath.
I am going to get out all of my poems and read through every single one of them.
I am going to draw.
I am going to Paint.
I am going to bead myself and Mom and sis 1 & 2 and all the nieces a necklace and bracelet set.
I am going to scan old pictures and send them out to old friends.
I am going to write at least two Chapters of Broken Blade.
I am going to walk at least 5 miles a day on the treadmill even if it is too hot.
I am going to write my Gramma a letter.
I am going to take the camera out and take a ton of pictures.
I am going to color a picture in my old smurf coloring book.
I am going to put on wild make-up and go to the supermarket in my pajamas.
I am going to hook up the old Atari and play Frogger
I am going to paint Mrs. Kitty's nails
and I am going to go to the school and play on the swingset.
I think that covers it. I think though that maybe I would need 3 weeks for all of that. I also thought about taking the kids out for a photo scavenger hunt...but that means letting them fight over my camera....hmmmm maybe....or no.
After I am sated with the fun and goofy things I want to do, I will buckle down and do the things I have to do:
Write a ten page piece for school
Get a lawyer for wrongful termination suit
get a new job....you know nothing too awfully important.
Ok so I decided to post this b/c it is how I am feeling today:
where i haven’t been
solace isn’t easy
it serves the afraid
solace is a home for broken souls
who don’t have the courage to heal
i haven’t seen solace
only caught a taste of it’s fading presence
drifting off the ruin in its wake
solace comes from giving in
settling for something less
it’s a fear of failure
solace is a place of placid beauty
nothing stirs the currents beneath its glassy surface
it reflects an illusion
a façade to the eyes
it’s a lie
putting unrest to sleep
waking nothing in it’s absence
i haven’t seen those shores
i haven’t sampled that sky
i haven’t succumbed to ease
nor have i fought for what i seek
a storm waiting to break
(c) jessicamitchell 070903
*I for got to add balance my checkbook to that NEED to do list. Ack! I am SKEEEEEREEED!