Scribble Diary: Insomnia

A small bout of insomnia gave me a little extra time over the weekend, so I pulled out my Scribble Diary. When I opened up to the next blank page, I knew it was meant to be – the prompts perfectly matched the day I had as well as some fairly recent events in my life.

Choice Of The Day:

My insomnia likely began because I got home late after a nice date with my husband. We noshed on Chipotle burritos and then headed to the nearest Half Price Books to peruse the used CDs. This is one of our favorite things to do because it’s the only place to find the music of what we call our era – the 90s – at an affordable price.

We spent a good hour combing through every CD, but then it all came down to the ultimate debate of what to get and what to put back. How nice that my Scribble Diary had a spot to record this momentous occasion! I’m already jamming to A Boy Named Goo as Goo Goo Dolls are among my all time favorite bands.

What I Can Hear Right Now:

Late night sounds are strange in my house. My dog was very upset that we were up waaaay past his bedtime and he wasn’t shy about letting us know he was annoyed. His high pitched whining is a lot like power drill on it’s highest speed.

Confession: I love true crime shows. Especially Dateline. I watch them all the time and my love of these shows baffles everyone I know. The happy-go-lucky, creative, nerd likes murder shows???? Yup, and my favorite true crime reporter is Keith Morrison. That guy can tell a story! Aside from him, I think my obsession with Dateline is two-fold. I’m fascinated by forensics and investigator methodology, but I also find comfort in knowing the bad guy is behind bars.

While the rest of the country is buried in snow, it’s 73 degrees and the crickets are going nuts outside my window. Summer is already trying to creep in and deep fry the air.

Something To Be Proud Of:

See A Haiku Victory!

Not To Do:

Obviously, sleeping was not in the cards so it ended up on this list until about 1 a.m.

Even though I had plenty energy the laundry pile was not going anywhere. And why should it when there’s another load in the dryer? I might as well take it all upstairs at once, right? Rationalizing is hard work.

John Carter was on television, so we decided to give it a try. I only made it through about half an hour before I decided this was a bad movie. The books are probably great, but the movie is just awful. No wonder it tanked.

In Conclusion:

A pretty good day!

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c.b.w. 2015

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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.

Sidebar:

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: It’s Hot

It’s been a long time since I dug into my Scribble Diary, but a recent heat wave inspired me to pull it out again and have some fun.

Scribble Diary June 30, 2013

The wheel of “possible scenarios” reflects the varying degrees of a summer day in Arizona. From Friday to Sunday of last week, I’d say we were stuck in hell. At the time, I was reading The Inferno by Dante Alighieri, which is probably what inspired my interpretation of the weather. I’m still chuckling at how spot on perfect my reading choice was in relation to real life.

As for the “yet to decide” square, I’m still on the fence. One theater is playing the newest film version of Much Ado About Nothing, but driving 20 miles on a freeway full of potential heat stroke victims does not sound like fun.

The fact that I don’t have to work in the summer made the “ups and downs” chart a little tricky. I’m basically on vacation everyday, which means I’m in a constant state of “up.” However, once I took the heat into consideration it was easier to find the “downs.” For the record, I got my chocolate home before it melted thanks to smartly bagging it together with frozen peas.

Happy Birthday to my sister, who I love so much!

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c.b.w. 2013