Home Alone

Housesitting in this case is illogical for me.

It seems that we create our own issues an more work for ourselves.

Over the weekend mom needed a housesitter. Today she doesn’t. After all that. So confusing really and my mind wants to just label all chatter from my mom as chatter that has to be verified a few times.

 

Is this who I am? A bitching whiner?

 

Nope! I make lemonade.

 

I look forward to delicious food and access to fiber-fast connections and surf. And read. And savor flavors.

 

And most of all, sleep.

Zero waste

“The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming.”
Cheryl Strayed

All aboard!

“I’ll never know, and neither will you, of the life you don’t choose. We’ll only know that whatever that sister life was, it was important and beautiful and not ours. It was the ghost ship that didn’t carry us. There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore.”
Cheryl Strayed

When plastic is fantastic

“I knew that if I allowed fear to overtake me, my journey was doomed. Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves, and so I chose to tell myself a different story from the one women are told. I decided I was safe. I was strong. I was brave. Nothing could vanquish me.”
Cheryl Strayed

Eventually

“Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.”
Cheryl Strayed