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| Dream A Little Dream ... |
06/29/02 - There’s really nothing unusual about me being awake at 3:40 a.m. There’s also nothing much unusual about me leaving for home on a Saturday morning at 3:30ish either. Not this year anyway. That’s how come I’ve perfected closing a car door without it making a sound. It’s a reflex now. You just never know how valuable some life experiences are until you find yourself using them. My Guy had to be to work at 5 a.m. today, so circumstances dictated this morning’s wakefullness. Actually, circumstances always did dictate a Saturday early a.m. trip home. But, it’s different somehow when it’s work related. I told My Guy that the neighbors will start talking, it’s bound to happen. It didn’t seem to matter much to My Guy though ... So what. We are fighting frustration over our schedules. We know better than to let these schedules get us down. But like pasts, emotional baggage, etc., the frustrations are still there lingering in the background. So I say “Oh well,” not in a sarcastic way at all. It’s a roll with the punches thing. I’m yearning to do some puttering. I was thumbing through an issue of Better Homes and Gardens, and they had a “how to” article on Puttering Sheds. The sheds they showed were basically for gardening. They were like little “play houses,” so cute. I like a little gardening, but I’d prefer to do other kinds of puttering in a shed. I can imagine having a writing desk out there. Then there would need to be a book case and a big overstuffed chair. Maybe even a workbench for some sort of crafty creativity, painting, woodwork, fixing small appliances ... I like to work with my hands. Colorful and fragrant plants all around the outside, and a bird feeder nearby for observation. Though I’m a big music fan, I’m thinking I’d prefer just the sounds of the outdoors while in my shed. And then I would pray for rain. Well, not a downpour, just one of those gentle pitter-patter type rains. I’ve always liked to have rain as an atmospheric back drop for various activities. I like to experience things in the rain for some reason. Anyway ... puttering has become a sort of luxurious activity these days, even without a shed. However, it’s a lot more attainable than a vacation. Like I’ve said before, it doesn’t take much to make me happy. So in the wee hours of this morning, I find myself happily comtenplative. I’m reading and writing and doing some mind fulfilling pleasures. But, I’ve got the whole day ahead of me which means I’m going to need some energy. So, I’ll have to end this bliss and opt for a little sleep. Bliss can’t be defined, you know. What’s good for some, lacks appeal for another. I keep a notebook by the bed though. So you never know, I may be able to jot down any bliss I come across while sleeping, when I wake up. |