Scribble Diary: Storage


This week’s Scribble Diary seemed to be all about different ways I store the things I care about or wish I could let go. It’s amazing how one day can reveal so much about life as a whole when I consider how I package my feelings, apprehensions, and physical objects.

Wake-up call:

My day always starts before the sun rises. I wake up at 5:20 a.m. just about every day whether I want to or not. Sleep has never come easy to me and mornings are my favorite time of the day. That combination leads to an early start!

Saving up for:

I’ve always been a penny pincher, so this prompt was pretty easy for me. Aside from saving for a rainy day, I’m always looking to add to my yarn stash or my bookshelf.

With two elderly dogs, it’s only logical to keep a little money stashed for unexpected medical issues. While my boys are doing very well at the moment, I am constantly aware of how that could change in an instant.

After three years of minimal traveling, I’m starting to feel the itch to explore new places. I have my eye on Seattle and Amsterdam in the coming year. Even though I’m confident about finding a great deal, I’m still stashing some cash for what I hope are two memorable trips.

On a side note, this little doodle reminded me of the three containers I use to save spare change. Perhaps, it’s about time I took those to the bank!

Something(s) I can’t let go of yet:

This prompt took the longest for me to complete as I had just gone through pretty rough day. So many things were beyond my control and I was left feeling incredibly helpless and frustrated. If anything, this prompt arrived right on cue, but I had to sort through myriad emotions to get to the core of why I was feeling so frustrated.

After some contemplation I came up with two things that are always inside my little cage. When it comes to my job, I am always worried about getting called into the principal’s office. Regardless, of how well I do my job, there is always that fear that I’ve unwittingly broken a big rule because of my unorthodox methods. I’m usually very cognizant of what I can and cannot do, but school policies are constantly changing and not always well communicated. On this particular day, I was called into the principal’s office because they thought I was involved in something. It turns out I had nothing to do with it, but this little visit woke up my old fears.

When it comes to everything else in my life, I can’t let go of my perfectionist tendencies. I know perfection is impossible, but that doesn’t stop me from striving for perfectly straight lines, perfect stitches, or perfect writing. While I’ve gotten better about my nitpicking ways, the bars on this particular cage are still pretty rigid.

In my belly right now:

Perhaps this is the place where my perfectionism is at a standstill. After reviewing what I ate that day, I am astounded at the crap I managed to eat in such a short period of time. It’s like my stomach became a storage unit for junk food. For the record, I ate a much healthier array of food over the next week, (including grains, vegetables, and fruit).

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What storage containers are in your life?

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c.b.w. 2014



Scribble Diary: A Long Day


Scribble Diary, August 30, 2014

It’s been a while since I picked up my Scribble Diary, but I spotted it on my shelf a few nights ago and couldn’t help but scribble an entry.


I jumped into this entry after a long day of seemingly endless errands. That’s how a three day weekend goes sometimes! It was late at night, so I set the scale at the bottom of the page at “letting go” as I was in the process of letting the day go before heading up to bed.

The potion most needed now:

I spent most of the day worrying about one of my cats. She had a very pronounced limp and at her ripe old age of 14 this was very concerning. How nice it would be to have a potion to put an end to her limp and her pain. Thankfully, that awful limp was gone by the next day. Heeeey, maybe the potion worked!

If these walls could talk:

With my bookshelf in view, I could just hear it complaining about the rows of bookshelves bolted to it’s support beams. And I just keep bringing more books home. Poor wall.

Made a start today:

Every day off starts with a morning of knitting. I made some great headway on the reboot of the Box Pleat Scoopneck using my beautiful new yarn from Knit Picks. So far, I am so happy with the results.

For some reason, my old hobby of Barbie collecting has been rekindled. I spent some of the day reorganizing my display and reacquainting myself with some of the dolls I forgot I had. Some have spent so much time in the back, it was like we’d never met!

Brought this home with me:

What’s a day off without a trip to Target? I ran out of a bunch of random necessities all at once, only a few of which would fit in the little basket on this page. I went with including the easiest items to draw! Oh, and the cookies are long gone.

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c.b.w. 2014

Scribble Diary: Survival Mode


Scribble Diary: July 7, 2013

They say it’s a dry heat, but 110 degrees with humidity is fun for no one. Monsoon season is getting ready to descend on Arizona within the next few days. We haven’t seen rain in a few months, so I’m hoping those gray clouds do more than shout thunder and spew lightening. (And yes, I noticed I forgot the letter “h” in breathe. Some weirdo guy was staring at me when I was making this page and it distracted me).

While driving to the bookstore the other day, a quail with babies darted into the road and I instinctively hit the brakes. I do the same for any animal that crosses the road and I don’t care who’s honking their horn behind me. Critters deserve the same courtesy and respect as human pedestrians.

All I had to do was look in my “bookstore bag” to give me ideas for my survival kit. All of these things are with me when I head out or are present in my intended location. I have a classic iPod that plays both music and video, but does not have a touch screen. I prefer it that way and will probably keep my old iPod until it dies!

My muse obviously doesn’t go in my bag, but she never lets me go anywhere without whispering in my head. For that, I am beyond grateful!

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c.b.w. 2013

Scribble Diary: Week 5


After a week off, I was ready to get back into my Scribble Diary. This week’s page let me do one of my favorite things: make a to-do list.  I live by those things and I love nothing more than checking items off the list until every last one is done. In addition, my page asked me to think about something a little deeper (or at least that’s how I took it) in regards to where I stand in a hierarchy.

Scribble Diary, Week 5

My to-do lists are usually pretty lengthy and I often have more than one. I keep one on my desk at work, one in my calendar, and another on a dry erase board on the fridge. There is always something to be done and rarely will you catch me standing still. Today’s to-do list is made up of my usual Saturday morning tasks. And just like every weekend, I have to work past the distractions I’d rather be doing instead of scrubbing bathrooms and dusting. Let’s just say knitting and Halloween candy slowed me down a bit this morning. It was worth it.

I found the hierarchy prompt to be very interesting because this is actually something I’ve pondered quite a bit.  I’ve never been one to climb ladders at work or in life, mainly because I strive for personal happiness and contentment above anything else.  However, I often wonder what drives others to keep climbing even when it the cost is well beyond the reward.  For some, there is never enough power, money, or success. Shouldn’t success come from the inside?  The middle suits me best as I’ve found a place in life that is comfortable and gives me the opportunity to do what I love and be with who I love.

Last, but not least, I love how the last prompt relates to previous scribble I made in Week 4’s page. After a couple of months of searching, I finally found the perfect wool, double-breasted peacoat. It’s beautiful and I can’t wait to make a gorgeous scarf to go with it, (I have the perfect yarn, too).

*Squee* I love it!

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c.b.w. 2012

Scribble Diary: Week 4


This week’s Scribble Diary page, has me tracking background noise and playing with the idea of saying something important.  With a month of pages completed, I can honestly say my perspective has changed for the better. I notice things I never did before, which makes even the most mundane things explode with vibrancy.

Scribble Diary: Week 4

My favorite thing about this page is the small memo I wrote in response to the prompt,”something that needs to be said.” I’m a big believer that real freedom comes living to expectations we set for ourselves, rather than those set by others or society as a whole. The concept of what “success” means to Western Society has trapped so many into a life that leaves them feeling empty.  We must be brave enough to follow our own path and reap the joy that comes from living on our own terms.

On a lighter note, recording the background noise of my favorite writing spot was fun. I’ve always been very aware of the music playing the conversations going on, but I never noticed how many people slurped their coffee or tea.  It’s loud and it made me laugh!

As for coin flipping, I let a quarter decide whether I would brave to coat racks at Kohl’s or attempt cooking a meal that involves using the stove instead of the microwave. Heads won, so I steeled my self-confidence and went clothes shopping. I’m in the market for a wool, double-breasted, grey or black peacoat. This would probably be a lot easier if I wasn’t looking for a style that borders more on casual than formal. No such luck at Kohl’s!

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c.b.w. 2012