Wouldn't it be nice to not have every minute detail of your life pre-planned in advance? School schedules, work schedules, doctor/dentist appointments and now we're planning on adding karate lessons into this crazed mix. Everything has to somehow fit in. Everything pencilled into the master plan.
For instance, we have a BJ planned for tonight. So much for impulsivity. And I have my daily turd in the evening right before my shower at approximately 8:30pm. By the by, why do humans have to examine their turds before flushing? Not an up-close thorough inspection (although sometimes I've done that I guess), but a quick cursory "oooh, that's an interesting shape."
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I have set aside five 18 gallon plastic tubs filled with toddler/baby clothes to give away. Whew, it is a relief to get that done. With that completed, I then went through my dresser and closet to get rid of all my own accumulated clothing crap. (I've been doing this twice a year for several years now, but I may need to increase it to three times a year because having space is more important than having all this unused stuff.) I wonder how many more bins I'll need for all of it. I could've sworn that not that long ago these were things "I just couldn't live without."
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So I'm doing a re-reading of Kurt Vonnegut's Slapstick or Lonesome No More! You know it's a great book when you can read and re-read a story over and over again with the same level of amusement. One of my favorite parts:
"I love you, Eliza," I said.
She thought about it. "No, I don't like it."
"Why not?" I said.
"It's as though you were pointing a gun at my head," she said. "It's just a way of getting somebody to say something they probably don't mean. What else can I say, or anybody say, but, 'I love you, too'?"
Also, within the first few pages, you have this gem:
"Love is where you find it. I think it is foolish to go around looking for it, and I think it can be poisonous."
xo
