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Showing posts with label plans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label plans. Show all posts
Monday, August 12, 2019
Back on the Boards
My attention here will be sporadic as I have two performances coming up. Yay! - we sold out the first show but the toll on this old body will be what it is.
Along with that there is a Lughnasadh party on Friday which will be attended by my local coven including Daughter. Co-incidentally it's on my birthday, which will mark 76 turns around the sun completed.
On top of that we have the ongoing preparation for our Seniors' Activism Group and then the grand media announcement/press release, with a number of demands on government to ease the plight of so very many senior women living well below the poverty line. That is all geared towards August 29th. It was supposed to be at City Hall but hey, no parking, no access for disabilities and unbelievable liability insurance for a 2 hour gathering, no assistance with put up and tear down of tables, chairs and mikes. Our tax dollars at work. We were furious but will expose all that at a later date. For the moment we concentrate on rallying senior anarchists. We are now looking towards hosting this at a kindly nearby church.
Plans are afoot for September, a trip out here by a couple of dear friends, we should be able to spend 4 days together before they tour the rest of the province, a weekend away on a knitting retreat on Bell Island with my niece - another avid knitter - and then a week away in Cape Breton Island with another friend whom I stayed with last year. I'm beginning to haunt her, I'll have to watch that.
So all in all some lovely plans. I am learning to pace myself. I turned down a studio TV interview tomorrow morning as I knew I would be zapped for the rest of the day and my performance would suffer.
I'm senioring quite responsibly these days.
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Thursday, May 31, 2018
Plans
My father always maintained that for a happy life one needs something to look forward to. I'm a firm believer in a one day at a time philosophy but it lifts my spirits to plan travelling or a creative project.
A busy summer is lined up and I'm pretty happy about that. Enough breaks in between to take a breather.
Coming back from this I have Grandgirl coming for a week or so and staying with me.
Next on the agenda would be time spent with Daughter in August for my birthday, perhaps in Labrador and Red Bay, we've been tossing ideas around as her time is limited due to work.
Then in September another friend is coming from Ontario (her second visit) and we plan to visit Trinity, Fogo Island and Gros Morne, all of which I've been to before (in some cases more than once!) but she hasn't.
So all in all cruising through this summer sounds pretty exciting and eventful.
And yes, food is still peaceful, nutritious and appetizing. My clothes are looser and my energy has improved. My arm trouble lingers on so I am going to see an osteopath and I hope to get to the bottom of this. My speculation is boundless but pointless.
Two wee things I just knitted as a gift for a friend who adores both gingerbread men and books.
A busy summer is lined up and I'm pretty happy about that. Enough breaks in between to take a breather.
Coming back from this I have Grandgirl coming for a week or so and staying with me.
Next on the agenda would be time spent with Daughter in August for my birthday, perhaps in Labrador and Red Bay, we've been tossing ideas around as her time is limited due to work.
Then in September another friend is coming from Ontario (her second visit) and we plan to visit Trinity, Fogo Island and Gros Morne, all of which I've been to before (in some cases more than once!) but she hasn't.
So all in all cruising through this summer sounds pretty exciting and eventful.
And yes, food is still peaceful, nutritious and appetizing. My clothes are looser and my energy has improved. My arm trouble lingers on so I am going to see an osteopath and I hope to get to the bottom of this. My speculation is boundless but pointless.
Two wee things I just knitted as a gift for a friend who adores both gingerbread men and books.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
One of these Days
{where the cabin will sit, if and when I get around to it!}
1. I’ll not procrastinate and then when even a small little glitch occurs in my life it won’t be cataclysmic in its domino effects.
2. I’ll actually be able to enjoy the opening up of a day when simply everything planned doesn’t happen for one reason or another.
3. I’ll actually buy the daffodil bulbs and plant them all over the little hill by the sea.
4. I’ll go to look at some small cabins and order one and get it installed way up high amongst the trees on the hill at the back of my house so I have somewhere just to meditate, dream, design without phones or computers distracting me.
5. I will actually say: How exciting, I have literally nothing to do!
6. I will sit down and take a week and edit my short story collection.
7. I will utilize a wonderful prepaid gift my daughter gave me of a service creating a book of my pictures and poems.
8. I will welcome drop in visitors and not get edgy because of (1).
9. I will have all ingredients on hand to cook a spontaneous large dinner and get on the phone and invite people over that day, last minute, like a few of my much admired friends do.
10. I will actually show up at the old folks’ home near me and say: Hey, I’d like to volunteer, anyone need some reading to?
11. I will clean a room every day, tidy up as I go, clean the bathroom after use and not be cringing when drop-ins wish to use it.
12. I will do something with my stash of wools and the plans I have to recycle old aran sweaters into awesome bags.
13. I will decide that enough is enough. More is only more. Simplicity of possessions and desires makes for serenity and like, um, discipline and routine makes for good orderly direction.
One of these days I won't behave as if I've got 200 years to live.
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