Kids are finally asleep, so everyone is tiptoeing around on eggshells, etc, etc.
While putting away some tissue, I accidentally kick a stepstool, then nudge a duster...which knocks a bottle of multi-vitamins off of the shelf...which lands -- I kid you not -- in a bag of tambourines.
Some days, life is like that.
Nah, not the fun kind with foils & sabres; the kind you use to keep your daredevil 2-year-old in the back yard when you live next to a busy street.
Today we finally set the final fencepost that we need to completely enclose our back yard. Digging 4ft (120cm) holes with hand tools through gravel, heavy clay, and slag is a bit arduous, to say the least. I'm not sorry to see the arse end of that job.
Now we have a half dozen shiny new 4x4x12ft posts set in the ground in concrete (4'x8" sonotubes), so it's a good thing they appear to be lined up right, because they're sure as hell not going anywhere. The fencepost concrete we used is neat stuff: no mixing required, just dump it into your form and add water. It sets in 20 minutes and is ready to rock in 3 hours. I keep daydreaming about using it for nighttime guerrilla construction of wheelchair ramps and other such things.
Anyway, I felt suitably butch after finishing that bit of work. Rewarded myself by washing off the mud, dirt, and cement dust with a newly-opened bar of citrus-sunflower-and-grapefruit soap. =)
Don't feel bad about your human frailties.
My experience of meeting people who I really look up to has shown that they too have emotional meltdowns, are completely disorganized, get baffled, and occasionally even screw things up royally (though hopefully to humorous effect). They still continue to be awesome in spite all of this. Focus on cultivating your own awesome instead of wringing your hands over how you're not impeccably flawless like RANDOM_PERSON_YOU_LOOK_UP_TO, because odds are that they're just as big a mess as you are. =)
Problem: When you wake up, you're so out of it that you don't notice the kettle has failed to boil the water before you pour it over the coffee that's in your french press.
Solution: Dump the whole mess into a mason jar and stuff it in the fridge. Eight hours later, you have iced coffee. \o/
Every now and then, a turn of phrase, seemingly unbidden, springs from my lips that's either
Today's example of the former:
"Watch it -- you might learn something."
...and of the latter:
"Hey! No, stop! Stop licking the doorstop, you'll get splinters!"
Things accomplished before 9am:
Upside: feel accomplished!
Downside: at 9am, ready to go back to bed for a nap =/
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