Based the the pics and news coverage I've seen the last few days they're no longer Easter egg hunts, but Easter egg pickups. There's no attempt to hide them anymore, just spread them out in the grass in plain sight. Whassup wit dat?
I've felt out of sorts for the last couple of months. Not grumpy, just not on my game. I think part of it can be attributed to a grey and cold Oregon winter and a mild case of seasonal affective disorder. And I allowed that bad weather to justify spending too much time in my chair. I had lots of sitting work to do getting both books ready for publication and then prep for my time in Eastport, but the net affect was too many extra pounds and a general loss of fitness. My arms look like soda straws, my gut has gotten soft, and my energy level has dropped. And I got into the habit of wasting too much of my day.
I hoped running again would do the trick but the scale says otherwise. So today I went back to the gym in Veneta we'd joined when we moved here. A year or so later we decided the budget needed the space the gym membership was taking up but things have stabilized some. So beginning today I'm doubling up - running in the morning and the gym in the afternoon. In between I'm trying to push forward on all the spring chores to be done. Today, after working on Brazil prep at the coffee shop I made another raised bed for Pam's garden and started work on the walkway borders.
We'll see what the scale says Sunday, but on a Monday night my body is in pain. And I did nothing close to what I was doing when we lived in AZ. I'm hoping that by the end of the month I'll have lost weight and regained an energy and rhythm that seems to have slipped away from a winter's inactivity.
This morning I posted a question on Facebook that so far has garnered no responses. I asked, "What do you know now that you wish you had known 20 years ago?"
I heard that question asked of a female musician - don't remember which one - who'd had a long and successful career. And I don't remember her answer because I got so caught up in thinking about how I'd answer that question.
Because the question was posed in the context of the musician's career I thought of my own response vis a' vis my professional life. But since then I've thought about how I'd answer it in more general terms, about life as a whole.
I can think of several ways to answer, but it would be the same whether we're talking career or life in general.
The power and critical importance of the word no.
You?
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I've thought about your question all week, but I don't yet have an answer that I'm happy with. The last twenty years constituted my retirement from gainful employment. My job was terminated (I was made redundant) due to a merger. Now I know that it's quite possible (with grace from above) to grow and develop in ways that were never before possible. I know now that I don't need to have a full-time, paying job to achieve prosperity and peace of mind. So it seems, now that I've written it down, that *this* is what I know that I didn't know twenty years ago. It's been a remarkable journey, these past twenty years!
Would you have done anything different then based on what you now know??
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