Monday, February 27, 2012

By the time I sit down to write about things that flitted through my head as possible blog material, I am completely exhausted and incoherent. And yet I still have the desire to write, but am just aware enough to realize how much it is NOT how I wanted/imagined it to be/look.

This is one of those nights. Brain dump.

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Self-care is not selfish at all. Unhealthy obsession with self-care is, and this is a tricky line to define, probably because there are about as many ways to correctly care for one's self as there are people. What could be(come) an unhealthy obsession for me is perfectly healthy and allowable in someone else.

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Would-be tweets:

"I just can't win with me."

"Our downstairs neighbor plays the piano really well, but not often, so when they do it's all I can do to keep myself from pressing my ear against the floor to better enjoy."

"First attempt at roasting a (already fully-cooked) turkey. Apparently I thawed it incorrectly (breast down.) Carving was fun, though I never have been good at cutting up birds efficiently."

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I'm very, very, very slowly learning that waiting to give advice until I'm asked feels so much better than just bulldozing people with it. Probably feels better to them, too.

Along those lines here's a quote from Pinterest that caught my eye, "Be sure to taste your words before you spit them out." Indeed.

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