Clean Start

On the weekend I saw something that inspired me to write. At the time I thought a blog post, but upon further reflection I think it’ll be my next Editor’s Note in Bread ‘n Molasses for July.

Today has been long and tiring. I’ve finally started my spring cleaning. Yes, I’ve only been thinking about it for about a month now, but today was the day. I have a detailed plan of action, room by room, step by step.The plan is to do just one room per day, which should make the whole thing more manageable and not feel too overwhelming.

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It’s Raining Coke, Hallelujah!

In the dream, an ex of mine has explosives and he’s rigging something to blow. I’m trying to talk him out of it. It’s dangerous. He could blow himself up or hurt innocent people. I’m afraid of things like this. But his mind is set. Plus, it’s too late, he’s already begun setting it up. I follow him to the site. It’s a public park. This troubles me. “What about kids?” I scream at him, but he just gives me that crazy look and smiles. “It’ll be worth it, you’ll see.”

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80 Years Young

Not long now. In a little bit, I’ll be turning 40. Let the countdown begin! It’s a milestone for someone who never believed she’d live past the age of 33. It’s a little frightening to hit that number and realize with certainty that my life is already past or certainly approaching the halfway mark.

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Wind

What is it with the wind? The howling around my windows grates on my last nerve. I keep looking out the window, watching the sky, the gulls fighting to stay in the air, the crashing waves on the ebbing tide, as if I expect something terrible to blow this way. But what? I couldn’t say.

It’s a warm day here, sunshine, a bit hazy, but I had to close the windows because the wind was driving me crazy. The flapping curtains threatened to snap right off the rod. Incessant wind chimes aren’t soothing. At times it felt like the whole picture window would be blown back into my apartment. So I shut the windows. But still there’s the wind. And I don’t like it.

Pest Control

At Service Canada even though there didn’t seem to be anyone ahead of me, I had to wait quite awhile. I sat alone in the waiting room scanning The Daily Gleaner, trotting my foot, weaving, wondering if I should buy ibuprofen on the way home to take care of stomach cramps that had stirred suddenly, reading posters about passports and old age pension and how I could get a grant for environmentally friendly home renovations.

I had been sitting there for about 10 minutes when a man joined me. He said hello and started talking about “up home” as if he knew me, but I didn’t immediately recognize him. And after he talked for a bit I realized he didn’t recognize me either, he thought I was a town girl, though I had already figured out who he was and where I remembered him from …

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My New Favourite Day

Since I first started blogging in February of 2004, over five years ago, I don’t think I’ve ever taken such a long hiatus. I can’t believe it’s been over two months since I published a post. Wow! Forgive me readers, for I have sinned.

I would like to explain my absence by saying that I have been consumed by other writing … but unfortunately that would be a lie. I’ve had a lot going on, but I haven’t been consumed with any other other writing.

While I think it started on a very subconscious level, this break has been more the result of me taking time to reassess what it is that I hope to accomplish here.

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