Loosening my Grip

I read this post on Small Notebook. Then I read it again. Then I immediately went to the bookshelf in my spare bedroom (aka. room where I put stuff that I don't know what to do with but think I am not ready to part with) and promptly put 20 or books that I have been hanging on to for 15+ years in a "donate" bag.

I want to bookmark that post and just read it every day. I am over "stuff" too and want to learn to live with and need less because I have bigger (see 2011 resolution number eight), more important things I want to do. So far, I've only made one trip to goodwill this year and thrown some stuff away, but it's not enough. The goodwill truck is coming through my neighborhood this week and I plan to have some bags/boxes ready for them.

Goodbye unnecessary stuff. I don't need you. In fact, I'm better off without you.



Over the weekend, I was cleaning out a few drawers and came across this clipping. I wanted to save it.

Meaning is not something you stumble across, like the answer to a riddle or the prize in a treasure hunt. Meaning is something you build into your life. You build it out of your own past, out of your affections and loyalties, out of the expericens of humankind as it is passed on to you, out of your own talent and understanding, out of the things you belive in, out of the things and people you love, out of the values for which you are willing to sacrifice something. The ingredients are there. You are the only one who can put them together into that pattern that will be your life. Let it be a life that has dignity and meaning for you. If it does, then the particular blanace of success of faiure is of less account. // John Gardner

When I wonder what I'm doing and where I am going (which is almost constantly), I need to remember that I have the power to choose my direction and put meaning into my life and what I am doing. No one is going to do that for me.



In the past week...

(1) The Internet ate our computer. Urgghh. Thankfully, it is now fixed and restored, and everything is now properly backed up. Back up your files people!!

(2) I caught a cold or something quite unpleasant which morphed into a bacterial infection. I finally went to the doctor yesterday after 10 days of  eye watering, sore throat, conjestion, and general grossness. I couldn't even take a day off during that stretch because there were so many things on my calendar and no one to cover for me. Today, though, I finally took a day to catch up on myself and rest. Hopefully this and antibiotics will help.

(3) I finally took W's eight month pictures.

(4) I made red velvet cake balls and my personal recipe oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for an adoption shower. For decorations, I made MS tissue paper poms-poms and the cutest ladybug decorations (that I, of course, did not take a picture of).

(5) Now, I'm working on bridal shower invites for my sisters bridal shower in April.



Last night, I told my husband that I wanted to go to The Art Weekend.

He said, "You can't. You have a son."


The Art Weekend is the same weekend as Head of the Hooch.

The Hooch might get a better response because it is closer and hubs and the little guy could come along. If I am rowing in 2011 that is.

*Disclaimer: Having seen other not-so-friendly comments posted around the web, I thought I should mention that of course I love my son and want to spend as much time with him as possible. I do, however, have other interests that I would like to again fit into my life. I'm not sure how to balance it all.


On the Run

My goal to find make time to run hasn't worked out so well just yet. Today, I reached the lofty total yearly distance of 13.5 miles. A whole half-marathon!

I was looking back in my food diary from early 2009 to find that on this day I rowed 7,760 meters. On February 10, I ran 7.08 miles! I'm anxious to get back to that. For now, I'm blaming my lack of consistency on the snow and ice!

For a little inspiration, I'm in the market for some new running shoes. I've saved some birthday money and lunch money and so I have enough to buy a pair with cash. I'm holding out a little bit until I get myself back into some consistency and get my weekly mileage up a bit.