Category: Musings
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August 10, 2023
Waiting is busy at the airport. Standing in lines, repacking at security, sitting at the gate. Remaining aware keeps you busy.
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August 9, 2023
I woke up on the couch at 4:00 am and made my way to bed. At 7:00 the cats wanted breakfast. I tried going back to sleep. I almost started missing the days when I would sleep clean through the morning and into the middle of the afternoon.
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August 8, 2023
I must’ve gone on for at least half an hour, if not 45-minutes, while we were driving back from PEI, about whether I should post links to my blog posts on my Instagram Stories. It’s been on my mind for about a week. Every time I ran through an argument, I ended up at the…
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August 1, 2023
I swam in the Atlantic Ocean today for the first time. Yesterday, we dipped our feet in but today we went all in. It’s quite salty.
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July 27, 2023
I rotated my tires today. Six tire changes took place. I kept wishing I had just paid the guy to do it when I went in for an oil change.
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July 26, 2023
I want to make a bowl tomorrow but I don’t think I’ll be able to. I mean, I could, of course, but then other things, perhaps more important things, wouldn’t get done. Not more important, just more urgent. Not more urgent in their gravity but in their scheduled order. Essentially, I’d miss some deadlines if…
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July 25, 2023
I got out of bed around 10:00 this morning. Well, I got out of bed at 7:00 am to feed the girls and then went back to bed. There are very few mornings when Eloise isn’t pestering me to get out of bed to feed them. If nipping at my toes doesn’t work, she’ll start…
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July 22, 2023
Playing used to mean going outside to ride my bike, play street hockey, shoot hoops in the driveway, or build something with Lego. It made senses to call those activities “playing” because they were fun and carefree. Going to the playground wouldn’t be all that much fun if it were work.
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July 15, 2023
One-hundred-day streak. That’s pretty good. A few years ago, I set myself the goal of writing three hundred blog posts in a year. I think I wrote ninety-odd. I went in hot, thinking I would be able to make every day meaningful. It didn’t work.
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July 12, 2023
I used to dwell in a world of ideas, proudly declaring my love for it. But now, I find joy in turning those ideas into reality. From playing with epoxy resin to contemplating pencil holders, I might be exploring the fascinating mix of philosophy and creation.
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July 8, 2023
At some point in the last few years, I became a homebody. I’m reluctant to go out. I used to love going out. I couldn’t stay home.
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July 4, 2023
I need to eat more often. When I wake up, I’m already jumping at the bit to get going. I’ve got no deadlines to meet or people to see. One of the greatest things about the summer months is the freedom to do what I want with my time. But, I’ve overcome with a false…