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Congratulations, I'm treating myself like a real writer. And self-employed artist/freelancer. I have all my loose piles of paperwork related to work, teaching, school, and bills stored and labelled and organized. Including my fiction writing. I made labels with my story's names on them and compiled all the drafts as well as feedback I'd received from sources. Everything's not perfectly 100% organized because we're planning on installing shelves on the wall that can't come until after painting, but it's still looking pretty damn good in here. Probably in large part because the couch is actually a couch again, not a huge mound of papers.
I woke up feeling unbalanced and disconnected. My dreams consisted primarily of CSI characters and plotlines. Ok, too much television, I get it. But I also had some really sexy and exciting and tender emotionally connected moments with some of those CSI characters, and what was I doing with my partner in the dream? Buying a vacuum cleaner. We spent a long time debating between an upright or some other non-upright version, then getting it to the car, etc. etc. Um, yeah. Which is not to say things have been bad with us, and in fact, last night we were finally in a place to have some nice hot lovin' before bedtime. But I've been feeling sort of "not present" and she's been seeming the same, and I know she's recovering from a hard couple weeks and it's in part because our past few days involved lots of exciting romantic things like laundry, dishes, and mediocre movies. So on one hand, I feel like we've been lacking in any quality time, but on the other hand I feel we're all in each other's grill too much. Also, I feel like the trapped housewife, stuck inside because it's cold and I have no car and besides I really need to finish the cleaning projets I've started and shouldn't go out anyway. So I'm resenting myself. Which is silly, and I see it, but that doesn't immediately stop me from feeling it.
But for now I'm done with the straightening the house. And now I'm going to have some chillout time alone. And she's off having a couple visits with friends. And tonight we're planning on actually going out to a movie. So balance will eventually be restored (and fall apart again, I know) and it's just another lesson in cultivation as well as ebb and flow.
In Other NewsTM, what's up with buddhists and tea?
EDIT: This comment is mostly being made in jest because I've noticed I've started consuming way more tea than usual, since working on my daily practice.
I woke up feeling unbalanced and disconnected. My dreams consisted primarily of CSI characters and plotlines. Ok, too much television, I get it. But I also had some really sexy and exciting and tender emotionally connected moments with some of those CSI characters, and what was I doing with my partner in the dream? Buying a vacuum cleaner. We spent a long time debating between an upright or some other non-upright version, then getting it to the car, etc. etc. Um, yeah. Which is not to say things have been bad with us, and in fact, last night we were finally in a place to have some nice hot lovin' before bedtime. But I've been feeling sort of "not present" and she's been seeming the same, and I know she's recovering from a hard couple weeks and it's in part because our past few days involved lots of exciting romantic things like laundry, dishes, and mediocre movies. So on one hand, I feel like we've been lacking in any quality time, but on the other hand I feel we're all in each other's grill too much. Also, I feel like the trapped housewife, stuck inside because it's cold and I have no car and besides I really need to finish the cleaning projets I've started and shouldn't go out anyway. So I'm resenting myself. Which is silly, and I see it, but that doesn't immediately stop me from feeling it.
But for now I'm done with the straightening the house. And now I'm going to have some chillout time alone. And she's off having a couple visits with friends. And tonight we're planning on actually going out to a movie. So balance will eventually be restored (and fall apart again, I know) and it's just another lesson in cultivation as well as ebb and flow.
In Other NewsTM, what's up with buddhists and tea?
EDIT: This comment is mostly being made in jest because I've noticed I've started consuming way more tea than usual, since working on my daily practice.
