Sunday Morning~~
I have been up since 6am, drinking coffee, browsing the web, while my mind races towards what i need to accomplish this day, this week, this month, and beyond. Yikes! It's like i never sit still.
The yard looks wonderful. The grass is thick and green, tidy and well kept. Flowers everywhere, pinks and purples and a rainbow of zinnias. Moonbeam white petunias, cool and fullfaced, take the edge off the riot of color and texture. Now it's time for the inside. First, garage sale this friday. What to keep, what to sell, what to morph into something unique and different? Money realized from the sale towards painting the ceilings and walls. A soft, creamy white...everywhere, with pale yellow in the kitchen.
Had a difficult conversation with Rikk on the phone last night. It is so much easier for me to communicate with women then with men. Sometimes i feel like pulling out a translation dictionary, because i just don't understand what he is trying to say. I end up trying to ferret out the REAL meaning,( whether there is one or not). It is probably the difference in our personalities. I wear my heart on my sleeve, his is tucked deep in his pocket. It's a challenge for me to stay present, and not withdraw, when i sense i feel stronger about us then he does. When i think i am going to get hurt, i assume the airplane crash position,tucked into a crouch, vital organs protected, head down. Perhaps it would be better to just strap on a parachute and get ready to skyfly then crash and burn...At least that way, you get the beauty of the flight. Later...