SoCS: prize

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “prize.” Use it as a noun or a verb; use it any way you’d like.

Keep your eyes on the prize. Stay focused on your goals and don’t slip in any bullshit; heaven knows you’ll be plodding through a lot of it. Put on good strong boots and plow ahead.

Years ago I was with a group of people; disciples of a guru who had passed away. There was only a handful of us in Canada. We were in a small meeting and amidst the talking the room became silent. The feeling of love was so overwhelming, my heart felt like it could burst. It brought tears to my eyes. I can feel it now, just remembering it.

Someone broke the silence and said softly: “We won the lottery.”

I’ll never forget that. I remind myself of it all the time; ‘keep your eyes on the prize. ‘

And, of course there is always the earworm that sings along with my thoughts.

SoCS: pro-

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with pro.” Find a word that starts with “pro” and use it any way you like in your post. Enjoy!

I guess I’ll talk about protection. First of all we are going to have to make sure we have protection for the extreme weather events that are coming our way more and more.

I live in Canada. Everyone knows Canada has snow! Ask anyone anywhere in the world and they probably think of snow when you mention Canada. But we don’t have much now. I can see grass poking through.

Fall was very warm then right before Christmas we were blasted by a storm that lasted for days along the lake. Couple of weeks later it totally melted. Last Thursday it was 15C! (59F!) In February! While its very enjoyable it sure won’t help the ponds and creeks that were already dried up in the fall from lack of rain. Melting snow should replenish them in the spring.

Thursday night we had a freezing rain thunderstorm and it was fierce! I was in the bathtub when there was a surge of wind and ice pellets pounding the window then the power flickered. Its just long enough to think “oh NO!” then it comes back. It did it a few times during the night. I am nice and cozy with a wood stove in my living room but I let it go out at night and depend on an electric blanket in my bedroom at the end of the hall: 3 walls to the outside. That woodstove protects me when there are power outages.

However, the storm did something to my satellite modem and its fried. It kept trying to re-boot over and over. I figured it might be ice on the dish so I suited up, got my chimney sweeping brush and tried to knock it off. The eves were so icy and it was so windy, the brush kept flying back and forth (they are very flexible) and even right off the roof at times. I could see it was doing nothing and even I found it comical. (As you know, I sure can entertain myself)

It was the same so I got on chat to Shaw. I answered the same thing 3X about unplugging it. Get the 16 number SIN off the back which is so tiny. You know how it goes. They finally concluded my modem is fried and storms aren’t covered by warranty. I can buy one for $300 or rent one for for $12.99 a month. They gave me a phone number to order one. I am furious.

My phone didn’t work: no dial tone (don’t tell me to use my cell because I won’t). Sometimes it doesn’t go back in its cradle and needs recharging. Charged it and still no dial tone so my mind goes off to it must have been blasted by the storm.

You know what its like to go down a broken device rabbit hole and I had 2 yesterday. It dominated my whole afternoon.

Lying in bed last night, reviewing the day, I had the thought I must have knocked the wire loose vacuuming. Got up (2:00 a.m.) and re-plugged. Phone works! That’s how long it took me to figure that out. That’s how long it took the synapses to put it all together.

How do you protect your brain from aging? I do puzzles, exercise . . . all the things they say to protect your brain but its inevitable! We (seniors) have to laugh at ourselves! My hallway is too long to remember what I was going for!

I was going to talk about protecting your heart but I ranted on about yesterday in the broken device rabbit hole too long. I hope I at least provided you with some entertainment! Because of what I did yesterday, I still have to scrape the ice off my car. That’s my job for today. I wish it could get some sun on it, its next to big cedar trees but is supposed to warm up to 4C (39F) so hopefully it won’t be too hard.

I don’t know if I’m going to spend any time on the phone, with an 888 number on a Saturday, ordering a new modem. When I do: I am going to insist they provide me with a new one at no cost!!!

SoCS: heart

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “heart.” Use it any way you like.

Heart. My stream of consciousness is roaring downstream in a flood of emotions. Damned up feelings I don’t want to talk about anymore. My heart. Nope, today I will protect my heart.

I wish I could think up some superficial little blurb on ‘having heart’ but my brain doesn’t work like that. I wear my heart on my sleeve. It’s something I’m trying to stop. Don’t talk about your feelings with someone who doesn’t care about them.

This week it rained and all the snow melted. Its going to be sunny all weekend. I keep going out to my garden since I got my Butternut tree trimmed back. I am so excited about getting this garden back! Its going to have full sun all day long.

Last Thursday I lead the exercise class at the mental health program I volunteer for. I do chair exercise and try to think up new routines to keep it interesting and fun. Its so well received and so appreciated it does my heart a world of good. Its so rewarding.

So when I say I’m going to protect my heart, that means focus on those things that bring me joy and happiness and avoid people who bring me down.

There! I got through this without pouring out my broken heart stories and kept it positive!

SoCS: perfection

Nyaahhh, perfection. I’m not big on perfection. I once followed a strict disciplined life in an effort to perfect myself: to shed all the filth and dross and become shining beacon of light. Not only did I tire of it, I tired of the other people striving for perfection. Hiding any ‘sin’ you might have. Never feeling good enough. I had decades of being made to feel I’m not good enough.

Mae West just popped in; “One day I looked at all the drinking, smoking and men in my life and I was filled with shame and guilt so I gave them up”

“But you still drink and smoke and run after men.”

“Yes, I gave up shame and guilt.”

Then there is house work. No perfection here. I can’t stand perfection in housework. Its a sign of insanity. An uptightness of the anus. I am retired and live by myself so I know that people who keep their house that clean must do it all the time. or hire someone. I’m no slob but this place will never, ever be perfectly clean.

Nature is perfect. Messy, unpredictable, hopefully self-sustaining. . . perfection.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “perfection.’” Use it any way you like.