Sitting and Listening

Sometimes I just feel the need to write whether I have time or not...it's just the release that I'm looking for, that dumping of brain activity, that relinquishing of lists compartmentalized in my head.

It's Girl Scout cookie time again this year, my Aunt Retired last year from nursing and her hospital was the definitive spot for racking up the most sales ever. Some how even without the hospitals generous contributions Baby C is currently 25 boxes over last years sales.

Between Big C's job, my new job, friends, Aunts, Uncles and those in between she's doing really well.

Baby C has grown so much she's able to sell on her own now.

But with growth comes attitude and freshness, sneakiness beyond anything I would have done at her age and a stubborn tenacity.

This 2015 year is going well so far, I can't complain one bit. Not that I completely remember last year to even compare it to but I'm content and that's what counts.

My memory is slowly getting worse as I get older but now I'm more aware of it's inefficiencies. I find myself relying on lists more than ever. I know they say to sharpen the mind you should eradicate lists, but oh boy I'd probably forget to pick Baby C up from basketball practice if I didn't rely on my lists.

I worked from home last Tuesday due to the snow. It was the most pleasant experience I've ever had. Baby C was shuttled between two Aunts all of last week due to winter break so she wasn't home when I was working from home. Normally when I work from home it's due to her school being closed so I find myself literally torn between work and making sure she's content and busy.

This day felt like I'd died and gone to heaven, I pranced around in my PJ's all day while tapping away on the keys to my laptop. I ate chicken taquitos appetizers for breakfast and eggs with salami for lunch.

I even bundled up and schlepped off in the car to the local Recreational Center and did 22 laps in the pool during my lunch hour and then came home to find that the neighbor had shoveled ALL of my walkways leading to the house. I couldn't ask for a better neighbor.

I find myself just sitting at times pensive, but yet with nothing much on my mind. Willing myself to do all the things I dream of but finding myself more content with just sitting and listening.