Pegging Out the Wash

It started earlier today and I knew it.  I questioned the wording of the principal's announcement for the assembly.  She had stated that we had the option of whether or not to bring our students to the Black History Month assembly.  My comment was why say that?! We all know we are expected to come, and what are we going to be the only one's not taking our class?!  The reaction was one of condescension and disdain. The message was clear that I complain too much, I am too negative, etc. I sent an email apology saying it would have been better had I not said anything. No reaction. Businesslike behavior throughout club. I tried hard, but the frustration of the mess left for me to clean up was too much to not respond to it. Again, the silent treatment.  Truth is always right under the surface of teasing and joking. Conversation about plants. My words, "The peace lily is the only one I can't seem to grow. I kill it over and over." The response, "Some things ...

Today I feel weary.  Actually, I have been feeling weary for some time now. Maybe it is because it is February. Winter time is hard with the lack of daylight hours and the cold. I am weary of the constant noise in our society. Of course, I participate in this noise by my screen usage. The television, iPhone and computer are constantly wooing me. "Come here and be with me. I will soothe you, entertain you and comfort you."  And they do. For a bit.  Then the cycle starts all over again. I am over stimulated, my eyes burn and my brain will not shut off.  I am weary of money issues. No details on this - just weary of  pinching pennies.  Mostly, I am weary with myself. I am still struggling with my job lose. I think I should be over it and I am not. I am frustrated with these feelings. I am still learning the ropes of a new job with new people and there are challenges. I feel scattered in mind and body. My house needs attention and there are so ma...

So I started this blog for a place to write my thoughts and to communicate day to day things with the best sister in the universe.  That was my intention.... and my perfectionism made it into a place where if I didn't think the post was inspiring or "good enough", it was left a draft or un-posted. My intention was hijacked and for what purpose? To have a blog that has been untouched for a few months shy of TWO YEARS!? Not. Cool. I remembered this platform as I started an email to a friend, just telling of my day. Here's the thing. To get to know people, you share your life with them. The day to day, the mundane and the adventure. I am hoping this will also help me know myself better.  I have said to many people over the years that I want "the boring life stuff" and yet, I find that I have in the past only blogged the adventures or the inspiration.  Boring Life Stuff (BLS) is the everyday. Not the drama or excitement, but yet there are still good things a...