here we are: the otherside.
I’ve completed the hardest of my projects for this week, and i’m basking. Just momentarily, but still. And, a birthday is completed, and I can’t tell you how glad I am. And the cactus in the houseplant section of my kitchen are blooming. and there is joy in mudville. and tomorrow I get to go feed the chickens again. and that is invigorating. so much so.
so, its not necessarily the otherside, but its well down the path towards it. I can see those greener pastures of january first, i can.
there will be bumps, this is guaranteed.
I’m a bump-ridden kind of girl. But also, I’m a bump rider. I throw my hands up when the car goes over the tracks and I love the thump of my base when I hit the speedbumps. SO.
I wrote this morning about what is in my fridge and how I’m sadly familiar with the liquifaction of zucchini. and thats a bump, but i’m waving my arm around like I just don’t care. Can you see me? More liquid magic for the compost heap, baby.
And, determination. So much determination that maybe next year, I’ll even plant zucchini, just to prove it to myself that there is a way, somehow, someway, to get my kids to eat it. There is. I will lazerpoint my steely eyes on those children and watch them with glee when it happens to them.
(whats funny is that most of my writing this morning had to do with myself being a ‘pantser’ style (by the seat of your pants) writer, a writer without a plan who gets an idea and just runs. This post is a perfect example of the problem with pantsing. No doubt you did not expect the first sentence to lead you through this journey. Neither did I. I’m just along for the ride, like you.)
And herein lies the problem with this every day thing… no, no, i’m not going to say it, or type it, or even think it anymore.
i’m just going on faith here that if you read it, you’ll find something in it that you like. go digging. find something.
maybe my kids won’t need me to play hide the zucchini.
and because I think that sentence is so funny and leads to so much joy and hysteria, i’m going to stop right there.
love you guys. dig for it.