Thursday, January 22, 2009

Ordinary, Everyday

My blogging has become rather sporadic which isn't so terrible a thing, because really, how many people actually read my blog? If you're looking for wisdom or wit, you would be better off to look elsewhere. I'm looking for those same things myself.


Actually, there are a couple of reasons why I have been blogging less; the same reasons why I am also journaling less frequently.

1. Pain and procrastination
-the carpal tunnel flared up for a while, and while not so bad now, my hands/wrists simply get tired of typing or holding a pen
-back, and now hip, pain keep me uncomfortable and distracted in the chair or on the sofa
-more than 500 days of headache makes my brain sluggish or scattered
-all this pain is exhausting and exhaustion easily turns into procrastination
2. Ordinary, Everyday
-there is nothing exciting or noteworthy going on in my life, unless you like hearing about the minutiae of everyday life or my little rants about headaches and pain
-I'm basically just going through the motions, or so it seems


I'd like to say that I haven't had the time for writing, but that would be a half-truth bordering on an outright lie. We are busy, without a doubt, but there is always time to be found in the day, or most days.


Casey has been doing basketball at school since November. I'm looking forward to the play-offs this weekend, because that will mean an end to basketball! To be honest, I'm really not a basketball fan. While I have basic knowledge of the rules, I think a lot of the rules are plain stupid. Both Kane and Casey love basketball though, so I go watch the games and cheer the team on even if sitting on the bleachers will only add to my pain and misery. However, I fear there will be no escaping the bleachers for a while yet. Volleyball begins once basketball is finished, and Casey wants to play.

Abby continues to take part in a church program Wednesday nights for kids in grades 5 and 6. She's also now taking a gymnastics program once a week until mid-March, and baseball winter ball training has begun. Her birthday is on Monday with the party later next week at the local indoor mini-golf/video game hang-out. She's excited to go play mini-golf and video games. I'm excited to not have to clean the house before and after!

Sam is not as busy during the week now that he is not playing hockey, but he plays badminton Thursday nights at his school. The rest of his time is spent watching sports, playing video games, checking out hockey stats online, grumbling about his chores and homework requirements, and the occasional time hanging out with friends. I'm sure he's feeling hard-pressed by his parents about everything, and maybe we are hard on him, but he needs to start thinking about his future and how he's going to get there.

Kane has been helping coach Casey's basketball team. He's in heaven! He also started his final "year" of school at the beginning of January which goes until the end of February. Assuming he passes all of his exams and does well, he'll be a journeyman plumber! In the meantime, my dining room table has been commandeered and over-run by books and paper. It would be nice to have the table back and to actually eat dinner on it once again.

As for me, as I said, I'm just going through the motions. I work when I am scheduled to work, and I am quite glad that my schedule has settled back down to hours that won't exasperate all my physical complaints. I'm still involved with our baseball association, but I'm usually too busy running kids around to make most of the baseball meetings. I've only been to two meetings since October and likely won't make the next one. I do the laundry, cook and clean, buy groceries, and do all those things that fall onto my shoulders. I think-a lot and have conversations in my head, usually about situations that I no longer have control over. I'd like to think those conversations are productive, but I doubt it. Just running round and round in circles.

So, there you have it...my life in a nutshell.





Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Dreams and Fears

I received a violin for Christmas from my husband. It really wasn't much of a surprise as I had pointed out the instrument in a store flyer a couple of weeks before Christmas. Many times over the years, I have mentioned to Kane how I would love to learn to play the violin, and yet I have never before taken a single step towards that goal.


Most everyone laughed on Christmas day when my gift was unwrapped. What kind of a gift was a violin for someone who didn't play it? I can't blame them for laughing. I'm sure I'd have laughed myself were I in their shoes. They simply didn't know. Even though I have long desired to play the violin, this is not a dream that I have broadcast far and wide. I suppose there has always been the fear that announcing my dream would somehow push reality into the dream leaving me humiliated and a failure.


That fear still has a grip on me, even now that the biggest obstacle to learning the violin has been overcome! I now have a violin all my own. I can touch it, pick it up, and explore it to my heart's content, and yet fear remains. What if I fall flat on my face? What if I can't ever manipulate my fingers to play the notes? What if the only music I ever make sounds like a cat being skinned alive? Maybe I am too old to learn a new trick?