Le monde du vieux bandit

I think I owe you some semblance of an appearance here if you’re still hanging around. Things are good, actually. Oh, not perfect–this morning I had to take Milady to the vet because my girl is taking way too much of a liking to Herb, with a swelled up back knee. And my arm is painful on and off. And semi-external people still play us for complete fools. And I still work slightly too much (but I enjoy most minutes of it, so it’s not all bad). All in all, however, things are good. I wore my pink skirt this week, and that means the temperature is near my own ideal. My new bike is comfortable and bluetiful. Herb’s is light and fast. The Kid’s grades went up and are staying there. And money. Ooh, money is a biggie. I’ve never defined myself by it and still don’t, but it’s amazing how not struggling with it can change a life. Bills get paid early, emergencies will not cause undue financial stress, the number of credit cards in the house has gone from six to two, and an entire aspect of my adult life has switched to comfortable instead of slowly back-breaking. Removing stresses is gooood. Last week I got upset and started cleaning my office; turns out the room now looks twice as big, and I breathe better. I’m reading Zen And the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and actually want to discuss many things about it. I’m also reading it slowly and finding that this suits me right now for this particular text. Zen is quite a theme here these days. How interesting that I’d never read that book yet, when I’m quite a formidable reader, yet the two men I love most have both read it… twice!

Esteban is lounging on top of the cat tree; Milady is on her office chair napping; Tao is on my bed sprawled out; Moocah is likely on the Kid’s loveseat. It’s so nice to have them all around, with the windows open and the neighbours quiet. I’m getting things done, if not as quickly as I’d like. I’m learning patience for myself, learning not to panic because what I want done has to wait. I must say that, all in all, I like this thirties thing. I like where I’m going and I love those with whom I’m going. For once I don’t feel very guilty about semi-abandoning the blog. I’m refocusing and reshaping my place in my mind and in the world and it’ll take the time it takes, but with no animosity or fear.

My man has discovered and confirmed a new passion and he also, I think, is making a perspective switch. Life at casa vieux bandit these days is not quite restful, but it is filled with smiles and smirks. And if Milady’s knee can heal quickly, then really we won’t have much to complain about.

This entry was posted on Friday, May 16th, 2008 at 1:24 pm and is filed under * in english. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

I think I owe you some semblance of an appearance here if you’re still hanging around. Things are good, actually. Oh, not perfect–this morning I had to take Milady to the vet because my girl is taking way too much of a liking to Herb, with a swelled up back knee. And my arm is painful on and off. And semi-external people still play us for complete fools. And I still work slightly too much (but I enjoy most minutes of it, so it’s not all bad). All in all, however, things are good. I wore my pink skirt this week, and that means the temperature is near my own ideal. My new bike is comfortable and bluetiful. Herb’s is light and fast. The Kid’s grades went up and are staying there. And money. Ooh, money is a biggie. I’ve never defined myself by it and still don’t, but it’s amazing how not struggling with it can change a life. Bills get paid early, emergencies will not cause undue financial stress, the number of credit cards in the house has gone from six to two, and an entire aspect of my adult life has switched to comfortable instead of slowly back-breaking. Removing stresses is gooood. Last week I got upset and started cleaning my office; turns out the room now looks twice as big, and I breathe better. I’m reading Zen And the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and actually want to discuss many things about it. I’m also reading it slowly and finding that this suits me right now for this particular text. Zen is quite a theme here these days. How interesting that I’d never read that book yet, when I’m quite a formidable reader, yet the two men I love most have both read it… twice!

Esteban is lounging on top of the cat tree; Milady is on her office chair napping; Tao is on my bed sprawled out; Moocah is likely on the Kid’s loveseat. It’s so nice to have them all around, with the windows open and the neighbours quiet. I’m getting things done, if not as quickly as I’d like. I’m learning patience for myself, learning not to panic because what I want done has to wait. I must say that, all in all, I like this thirties thing. I like where I’m going and I love those with whom I’m going. For once I don’t feel very guilty about semi-abandoning the blog. I’m refocusing and reshaping my place in my mind and in the world and it’ll take the time it takes, but with no animosity or fear.

My man has discovered and confirmed a new passion and he also, I think, is making a perspective switch. Life at casa vieux bandit these days is not quite restful, but it is filled with smiles and smirks. And if Milady’s knee can heal quickly, then really we won’t have much to complain about.

This entry was posted on Friday, May 16th, 2008 at 1:24 pm and is filed under * in english. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.