Summer's end...
Aug. 31st, 2005 09:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
primsongI must add my gratitude that MaidofOrange (and her kitties) are okay - I hope that we will soon hear from the others that yet remain out of touch. May they be well and whole!
You know, at one point I thought I would make this more like the journals that I admire and enjoy the most, the ones that really make you feel like you are a part of that person's life. Somewhere along the way I had to be resigned to the realization that it just wasn't going to happen. I have too many other things going on, and I sometimes feel I am balancing across the Nimrodel, my desire to be more transparent warring with my conclusions (when I go to type anything up) that my life is really not all that interesting to read about, and the parts that would be interesting are not always things I would place "out there" for general viewing. Or it takes too long to explain them. Or I highly doubt it would make sense. Ah well! Another lofty ideal down the drain.
So what is worth posting about? And why do I feel like it has to be of greater import to do it? For instance a Big Thing happening now (at least to us) - Upon offering our beloved house for sale, horrible awful unfriendly people from California come to buy it. We play hardball on the inspection report when they want various things ripped out of the backyard and rejoice when they back out of the deal... The ogres are gone! One day after it goes back on the market we have wonderful, friendly, nice people from Idaho make an offer over our asking price. Yes!! Now we wait and hope nothing goes wrong with it, entrusting our home into new hands.
And in conjunction I note that the dinner rolls my 9-yr.old and I managed to haphazardly bake this evening smell heavenly and look very "hallmark moment-y" as they sit on the stove, all browned and misshapen. Most of them are already gone, were before they even cooled. I haven't had so much flour around my kitchen for a long time, but she was determined to make a real yeast bread, even donned a too-big calico apron to do it. In spite of my frustrated moments with it and her impatience when it initially refused to rise, we conquered The Buns.
Is that worthy of posting too? I think in many ways it is moreso than the big news. It's the small things like this that draw us close, make us not feel like we are reading a newspaper about top headlines in people's lives, but that we are there with them in their kitchens, gardens, car-troubled traffic jams. And that is really what most of life is made of.
Now if I can just convince myself of it enough to post the little things too.
You know, at one point I thought I would make this more like the journals that I admire and enjoy the most, the ones that really make you feel like you are a part of that person's life. Somewhere along the way I had to be resigned to the realization that it just wasn't going to happen. I have too many other things going on, and I sometimes feel I am balancing across the Nimrodel, my desire to be more transparent warring with my conclusions (when I go to type anything up) that my life is really not all that interesting to read about, and the parts that would be interesting are not always things I would place "out there" for general viewing. Or it takes too long to explain them. Or I highly doubt it would make sense. Ah well! Another lofty ideal down the drain.
So what is worth posting about? And why do I feel like it has to be of greater import to do it? For instance a Big Thing happening now (at least to us) - Upon offering our beloved house for sale, horrible awful unfriendly people from California come to buy it. We play hardball on the inspection report when they want various things ripped out of the backyard and rejoice when they back out of the deal... The ogres are gone! One day after it goes back on the market we have wonderful, friendly, nice people from Idaho make an offer over our asking price. Yes!! Now we wait and hope nothing goes wrong with it, entrusting our home into new hands.
And in conjunction I note that the dinner rolls my 9-yr.old and I managed to haphazardly bake this evening smell heavenly and look very "hallmark moment-y" as they sit on the stove, all browned and misshapen. Most of them are already gone, were before they even cooled. I haven't had so much flour around my kitchen for a long time, but she was determined to make a real yeast bread, even donned a too-big calico apron to do it. In spite of my frustrated moments with it and her impatience when it initially refused to rise, we conquered The Buns.
Is that worthy of posting too? I think in many ways it is moreso than the big news. It's the small things like this that draw us close, make us not feel like we are reading a newspaper about top headlines in people's lives, but that we are there with them in their kitchens, gardens, car-troubled traffic jams. And that is really what most of life is made of.
Now if I can just convince myself of it enough to post the little things too.
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Date: 2005-09-01 08:29 am (UTC)I believe we create energy around ourselves and like-energy attracts like-energy. The ogre buyer couldn't possibly be comfortable in your energy, so they struggled against it and then took themselves out of it, lol. If these friendly, nice buyers are a match for your energy, nothing will stand in the way of a smooth transaction. If you had panicked and thought that there would be no buyer except the ogre buyer, it would have been one unpleasant experience after another as you tried to keep them in your energy. Because you were willing to have faith that a better buyer would be provided for you, you let them go and allowed the blessing of the better buyer in. Anyway, that's how I think it works. ;) I love watching it happen, lol, the trick is remembering to apply it in my own life. You're just full of reminders for me today!