Too Tired To Write? Post A Pretty Picture Instead!
My backyard just looked so purty when I got home from the basketball practice shuffle.
Alright, I'll admit it, I am just too darn worn out to write anything of substance or potential usefulness. My brain is more spent that a Reno slot machine token in the 80's. Today I have taught school, interesting things like exponents, fallacies, how to code in Scratch, literature, well, gee golly, that list goes on. Along with that pile of eruditeness, I also experimented with the wonders of crafting low carb bread, dealt with a myriad of banking issues, ran children to basketball practice, ground and bought coffee for the hubs, and completed a butt kicking Urban Kick workout that melted my quads and biceps like a grape popsicle in Seville. Oh, and I cooked dinner too.
Perhaps the finest moment of my day was the time I spent in a bit of esoteric contemplation while reading a book that dealt both harshly and optimistically with the New Thought movement. I tend to read all manner of things, as I believe that you can learn something from anything if you just have the will to look. I must admit though, reading that book and all of the philosophical matter contained therein was a bit of a invigorating flintlock kicker in the brain band department. I had all the thoughts today.
And perhaps that is what I am trying to say with this exhausted-Kat ramble. My life, as usual is full to the point of leaking like an incontinent spaniel. I'm actually pretty okay with that fact, for I am experiencing things rather than wishing I were. For years I was sequestered to the sick room by chronic illness, and during that time I would read and then live out what I wished to do in the fantasy realm that is my imagination. These days, even though a good chunk of my experiences are considered chores, I am still living full blast. Sometimes I feel like I am trying to make up for lost time and am a little bit of a maniac, but let me tell you, it feels just so good to feel good, and anyone who has ever suffered from chronic pain, illness or an autoimmune disorder understands just how miraculous getting to feel good, even for a day, is!
So, tonight, instead of killing myself trying to craft a super, excellent low carb bread post, I am instead going to take a cue from my exhausted little carcass and go crash into the memory foam realm for a bit of R and R. No guilt here, I need to be rested in order to seize tomorrow's experiences!
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