Closing My Eyes

I am closing my eyes and let my fingers dance across my keyboard leaking the thoughts that briefly flit across the landscape of my mind.

I am thinking about the work sitting on my desk that I could be doing
and the man that I wish I was doing.

My truck needs to be washed and it's time for an oil change and the last time I was in for service, my mechanic told me that my serpentine belt was starting to show where and I really need to replace my two front tire.

I've got about $200 in returns that I need to make at stores that I should not have been in impulsively buying things that I did not need.
Which is quite unusual for me as I am so NOT a "Women be SHOPpin'" shopper.

I loaned a 'friend' $100 and then got stuck with a bill for $75 worth of chicken (don't ask) for a party that he, some other friends and I threw back in August. He was supposed to reimburse me for the chicken and repay the loan. He gave me a check for $175. It bounced.
Now, I have to deal with that sht. Ngga, couldn't you have just paid me my damn money?
(Additional note: He is no longer a 'friend'.

And to buddy that I was with last night - Um. No. We will not be doing THAT again. Ever.

I kinda hate vacuuming, but I do love walking over the freshly vaccuumed tracks.

The motto for Blue Moon Pizza keeps replaying in my head over and over and over. "Life should be less ordinary."----but most often, it's not.

I am glad.

I have been so distracted, so caught up in other people's sht, so busy FaceBooking and blogging in other places that I have neglected my own spot.

Yeah. That could be the case.

But really, I have been uninspired in this way. Focusing on some other things. Checking myself because I was wrecking myself.

I was not listening to my inner dialogue. I was drowning out my voice in favor of other things, lesser things. Staying busy doing busy work for no good reason and with no good results.

However, in all of that, there was a lesson. And I learned it.

I am glad.