This blog thing is so close and yet so far...and life is driving me crazy at this point. Not that it is too busy its just not what i want and I cant figure out how to change it. I do not like my house, or the way the yard is closing in on the house and the stuff in the house - the treasures my dear husband will not let go of - my wonderful kids some how I have very messy children ...
But the real problem is me! and I hate that most of all ;~)
Confrontation, no thanks. really weak at seeing that my needs my desires are met! ~So the people in my life just step and drop where ever they desire and smile at me and say, love ya...Oh they know what drives me crazy and oh they know it makes me mad but they smile and say, Oh dont be so fussy. Or the great and powerful spouse says in a very demanding way, "I want that there!" and sometimes I say too bad but too often I just leave the room.
Backpacking was my source of personal sanity. Reading about it, planning it, expecting to do it...then my life time friend and spouse and also source of greatest frustration joins in...at first it was ok, I was so glad we had something we could agree on and get excited about but it is turning into a source of frustration as well.
He plans it, he buys for it, he pushes it .... till now it really doesnt excite me at all.
They other day I realized that he likes to hike only so far as he can get back to the car in one day, so a three day hike looks like this
* get there after work, hike north till dark camp
* next morning hike back south till u pass car and reload etc. and continue south till dark
* 3rd morning hike north back to car and come home!
While trying to figure out why that whole plan pissed me off I realized when I think of Backpacking I think of freedom... of just going with what is on my back and making the best of what lies ahead. Know where waters are of course, but go far away and then return beat, worn, but a challenge of living with as little as possible and absorbing the simplicity of that moment.
thursday as I was doing a 30 min walk to finish loosing the next 25 pounds, I heard children in the neighborhood. What wonderful summer sounds. Sounds of summer sent my mind into remembering being young, being a young mother...things I will never do again and things I wish I had enjoyed more. It so distressed me when the moment barked loudly THERE ARE NO DO OVERS...THOSE ARE HISTORY! It really upset me to think I have 20 mayb 30 years left if I take care of myself and dont do anything too daringly stupid...
Then the words "you cant start your life over but you CAN start living your life" came to me (I am certain I have read them somewhere but they made me feel so wise for the next couple of days)
Now what would I do to start living...and then the very same circle started...I would get rid of all the stuff, including shrubbery, empty anti freeze bottles, empty boxes, car parts that have been stored in garage for 4 years with no hope of being used, two rooms full of computer STUFF that is kept incase.....stupid furniture that was my grand parents that we cannot use because they are too old and fragile....see then you can just start at the top of this all over again ...
My life is a small circle that I live and relive like "ground hog day" over and over. damn
FYI...even politics is driving me nutz~NObama and NO to This Latino...Surely there is another 'minority" choice. And when will they stop catagorizing themselves ~ that was suppose to be done with YEARS ago. Youre either qualified because of your qualifications or not. Your race has NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING to do with freedom of potential in the USA