Tag: post

Missing Post – Madden and Me

Missing Post – Madden and Me

I don’t know what happened here, the post below was MIA, lost in the abyss, originally published (I thought) July 7.

Here we go again, the quality time one desires as a grandparent.  The holding and cuddling, the snuggling and feeding of the the baby and then having them fall asleep in your arms.  To listen to the purring of their soft breathing, the occasional sighs and the peaceful calmness of their trust.   It takes me back to the good times we had as young parents, except now as they say we can give them back as they misbehave or become cranky.  Not that we would.

20120707-135907.jpgAll the adults are out at present and Madden and I are having some quality time bonding whilst we walk.  It’s good for him to get out in the fresh air and sun (not direct sun mind you) and also good for me. I’ve been neglecting myself lately so here we can kill two birds with one stone.  He can get some air and I’ll get a stretch.

We are laying over here for a day or so before heading back off to camp. The time will be spent bonding with the kids, Madden time of course, and buying enough grub for the next phase of our journey.  We will leave here tomorrow morning for Herald Provincial park, across the Shuswap Lake from Salmon Arm.  We will stay there until the 17th and then back onto the highway for more adventures further south.

It will be interesting times.

Tis Bittersweet, This First day of Retirement

Tis Bittersweet, This First day of Retirement

Hmmm, what to write.  Whether ’tis nobler…..wait, that line’s been taken.

I’ve been pondering much of my day what to post or if to post, this day being the first day of the rest of my life so to speak.  It’s the first official day of my retirement, early retirement if it matters.  I tried to come up with something profound to write, something with some teeth in it, but alas it was not to be.  So I just wrote this.

Read More Read More

First One Word, then Another, One Step, and Again

First One Word, then Another, One Step, and Again

I have heard that when struggling for words, when laboring for a topic, it can be helpful to first put down one word on the page.  After that initial beginning place a second word, then another, and again until your first sentence is complete. Follow the same pattern to compose your second sentence, then move onto your third, and before you know it the words will spring from the page and your post or writings will take shape.  Seems like sage advice.

Read More Read More

Ennui, Now there’s a Word

Ennui, Now there’s a Word

I just “re” learned a word, “ennui”, meaning (from the Free Dictionary) “a listlessness and dissatisfaction, resulting from lack of interest; boredom”.  That pretty much sums up my state of affairs, I’m ennuied.

photo from http://workplacepsychology.net
photo from http://workplacepsychology.net

Nothing much has changed here since my last post (yesterday), there has been no discussion nor questions by my Manager as to what I’m doing or when I’m doing it.  I’m operating in a vacuum on that side.  I told myself that I would try to maintain an ongoing diary of my last days so this is my purpose in posting this drivel, Some day I’ll be able to look back and gain a understanding of my past life.  I don’t know if this can help anyone else but who knows.

I have actually considered making another appointment with my counselor, I haven’t seen her for quite a while and there have been a few changes in my life, most notably a grandson and imminent retirement.  Neither of these were at hand when we last met and I think she’d be interested.  I’ve also changed the dosage on my meds (self adjusted as it were) and that may be of interest to her as well.  She was the one who suggested I write, not a blog mind you but in a paper journal.  So here I am.  I’m also thinking retirement may help me keep my mood on track and my hope is to get off drugs all together.  The whole mood thing has me a bit baffled and is it just my sunny (or otherwise) disposition or some other chemi/psycho issue.  Mostly I just think I’m weird but the verdict could be out on that.

My writing was initially a means to an end, a way to track my progress and if I developed any readership then my postings may mean something to them.  We all want to help others, right?  So I’ve blogged, sometimes faithfully and sometimes periodically, and found I’ve enjoyed it.  It’s helped me avoid some boredom, I’m less indifferent, it’s given me a bit of a purpose different than family and outside of household repairs.  Soon I can focus solely on all these things.  I’ll be de-Ennuied.