Tag: living solo
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Table for One
I’m not sure how much Mama enjoyed her life. She had a full time job, 5 days a week from 9 to 5, and then came home to her other job of making sure our homework and chores were complete. She slipped seamlessly from her paid position to raising four kids, plus a husband and…
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The Art of Noticing
One of the hardest things for me to do right now is to not water the Bougainvillea. Each day that passes another bloom appears, but I wait 3 days and then check the soil with my moisture meter. If they’re bone dry, they get a good drenching for one more bloom. They are not by…
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In Private
I was recently reminded to be careful who I share my ‘big dream’ with. To others it will sound crazy and they’ll take a step back. The dream in your heart was planted there for you and you alone. It won’t make sense to anyone else, so focus on the steps in private. Here’s an…
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Make the Effort
I bought a Google Home Speaker by Nest and Gemini is supposed to help keep me on track with my writing. Together, we set up a weekly writing schedule and this morning he was supposed to notify me when it was time to write. He told me I had a notification, but wouldn’t tell me…
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100 Walks
While living solo, I find it difficult to hold myself accountable to the intricate, daily habits that enhance my life. I’m still seeing Dr. Jason, so optimum health is at the forefront of my mind this year. During our July visit, my Bioenergetic readings were all good and he couldn’t find anything nutritionally my body…
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The Extra Mile
For the last couple of months, I’ve been taking the last week of the month off from writing and it’s replenishing. I don’t even think about writing, so my mind has open space. I’m still writing morning pages, even though I only fill one page, so I call it my morning ‘page’. I had to…
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Everything I Need
This morning I woke up thinking, “I miss walking the hood in the mornings”. Then, through my kitchen window, I saw a woman who I haven’t seen walking before, but I recognized the dog that was with her and knew exactly where she lived. Winnie and Denver were barking at the dog through another window.…
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Farmer Meets Fixer
This week, I was talking with my daughter and we were whining about the arrival of heat and humidity in Texas. I don’t complain often, but when I do it’s to my daughter because she’ll make me laugh about it, or she’ll straighten me out. I didn’t venture outside much in May and when June…
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Fountain of Wisdom
His back door opens earlier than the normal 10:00am. Occasionally it opens as early as 8:00 am and you can find him standing on his deck, holding the side rail as if assessing the new day. I smile seeing him standing outside this early. I don’t worry about Mr. Mike anymore because he let a…
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Sanctuary
When my daughter came to visit she walked in the door and asked, “What’s that’s smell?”, but she meant it in a good way. The house smells different on any given day depending on how I live, so I couldn’t really pinpoint it for her. There was a Voluspa candle burning, but there was also…
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Prepare the Mind
I learned quickly that the homemade hummus doesn’t stay fresh nearly as long as store bought because there’s no preservatives. I cut the recipe in half to make a smaller batch that could be eaten within 3 to 5 days and I’m still enjoying my morning smoothie and the occasional London Fog. Last Wednesday, I…
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The Little Guy
Since posting about letting my hair grow, Dwight, over at Faded Jeans Living and I have been sending each other Marco Polos each week. It’s fun as we encourage one another and we laugh together over our own missteps, or at each other! Recently, he was picking on me for calling my new Internet modem,…
