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Aimless

100_1405Okay, I admit to being more than moderately ADD today, my thoughts drifting as aimlessly as the gliders above the local airfield. More than a dozen times I sat down at the computer to write, as outlined on Thursday, an entry based on my favorite writing prompt from the week. I would start looking through my inbox for the prompts I’d bookmarked, but within minutes my brain would leap to something else and before I knew it I’d be answering emails or have a new search window open in the browser. Found some interesting sights to check out when I’m in Iceland later this month, studied some entries from the current Weekly Photo Challenge (think I’ll tackle that tomorrow), added a couple recipes to my Paprika app, updated my to-read list (one book added, one crossed off)…nothing especially productive, and certainly not a blog entry. So in light of today’s inability to focus on one topic for more than two minutes, a multi-faceted writing prompt is in order. I’ve chosen Five Question Friday, which I found out about while reading Joe’s blog in another ADD episode earlier in the week.

The directions are simple:  1. Copy and paste the week’s questions; 2. Answer the questions; 3. HAVE FUN!

1. What was the most productive thing you have done this week?
Tuesday (technically not a thing, but nothing else compares this week). It was a non-stop 18-hour day, and I’m proud to say I moved smoothly from task to task, ticking each and every box along the way. I worked three out of four of my part-time jobs, went to a closing to refinance our house, did the week’s grocery shopping, went to dinner with my husband and his coworkers, then spent two hours scanning all 150 pages of the closing documents back to the bank. Think I even managed to squeeze in a shower.

2. Enjoying the winter or ready for spring?
Oh, so ready for spring. Just saw the Met Office’s analysis of the past three months’ weather data on tonight’s news, and there’s been 4% less sunshine than in an average winter, and temperatures have been colder than normal in January and February. I missed the stats about precipitation, but since I can’t remember the last day that did not have fog, freezing fog, mist, drizzle, showers, rain, downpours, sleet, iceballs, flurries, snow, or some combination thereof, I’d be willing to bet it’s been above normal. Even though it means three months of allergy hell, I’m ready to see the rape-seed fields glowing in their golden spring glory.

3. Are you an introvert or extrovert? Is your spouse the same as you?
I’m an introvert, with ambivert tendencies. Hubby is the same. We enjoy time with each other and with friends, but don’t relish social situations with complete strangers, and feel recharged if we have a bit of time alone to decompress every once in awhile. I think on the scale of -vertness, my better half is closer to ambivert than I am…I’ll have to get him to take this quiz to see if I’m right (I scored 16 out of 20).

4. Would you rather go without music or television for 1 year?
I’d give up television, without a doubt. I only watch a couple hours in the evening anyway, and there are so many other stimulating ways I could fill that void:  books, newspapers, magazines, puzzles, walks, phone calls, chats by the fire… Music, on the other hand, is an integral part of every day, and alternately reflects or affects my thoughts and moods. Since I can’t carry a tune in a bucket, I’d have no way to fill the emptiness if music were taken from me.

5. Have you ever been truly scared of someone?
Yes, I have. I’ve got a relative with a fearsome temper, and no clearly defined triggers; being around this person is literally like walking across a minefield. Experience has shown that when the rage explodes, damage could be physical or emotional, so I find it safer to just keep my distance. 

 
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Posted by on March 3, 2013 in How It Is, On Me, Sunday Best

 

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Martha

HPIM1619Like I really need another project…

Hey handsome! Because you are away on business this weekend, I was unchaperoned at the local auction today, which meant all my, “Ooh, I could use this old ______ for ______” ideas went unvoiced, which meant there were no exasperated eye-rolls to curb my enthusiasm for crafty DIY projects, which meant I bid on more junk than I normally would have. Good news, though! I only won one lot, a stack of 46 2-foot by 2-foot tin(ish) ceiling tiles. Yes, I can hear you…”What are you going to do with THOSE??”

Well, here’s what the Martha Stewart side of me was thinking while I was waving my bidding number around. I don’t plan on actually sticking them to the ceiling, because they collectively weigh a ton (four trips to load them all in the car), and I don’t fancy them dropping on our sleeping heads in the middle of the night. Instead, I envisioned them as a headboard whenever we finally get rid of the sleigh bed, or possibly as wainscoting in the dining room. But when I got home and started looking on the internet, there’s all sorts of cool things I could do with them…tile them into a backsplash in the kitchen (these may not be the best size/pattern for that), hang them as wall art in the living room, substitute them as the panels in the kitchen cabinets, bend them into funky birdhouses for the garden. Dishfunctional Designs has all sorts of ideas I hadn’t even considered!

And wait, babe, here’s some even better news. I got all 46 of them for the ridiculous price of just £24 (about $36). If worse comes to worst, and my inner Martha never gets this project off the ground, we can just sell them on for a serious profit–they go for upwards of $9.50 EACH online. Trust me, it could have been worse; I could have come home with a pair of tortoiseshell veneered display cabinets, purchased by the original owners for £85,000, but now fire-damaged and “requiring major restoration.” Common sense didn’t totally desert me in your absence; I realize there are some limits to the projects I should tackle! Love you!!

 
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Posted by on March 2, 2013 in How It Is, On Me, True Life

 

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Pickin’

home-made_carPhoto Copyright Beth Carter

Dad was a picker way before picking was cool, and the summer I turned ten, I was finally old enough to ride along. By the end of August, I had scrounged enough trash from piles tossed under porches, behind sheds, and around the carcasses of rusted out Fords to create the hippest playhouse in the neighborhood. Billy Peters was so impressed he forgot girls have cooties and crowned himself king of my cast-off castle. Fifty years on, I remain Billy’s queen, and our greatest treasure is our grandchildren’s voices drifting to us from the ragged remains of our childhood thrones.

Today I’ve accepted the challenge of the Friday Fictioneers, a group of authors who craft a 100-word story based on a new photograph each week.

 
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Posted by on March 1, 2013 in Fiction

 

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