All posts filed under: How Life Works

Friday Wrap and Chasing Sun

Still feeling a bit queasy but the ‘show must go on’ in my case ‘life must go on. While perched against a dozen pillows in bed, I stared at the television set in a lowest volume setting possible and watched the silliest of films the last couple of days, in between much napping to recover or try to anyway. This weekend, I am going to chase the sun since the city will now remain gray for the next two months. Another drive somewhere warm, a picnic in a central park, a nap under the trees sounds wonderful and one I am aiming to achieve this coming weekend. No chores, no worries, simply do my best to soak it up. How about you? What are your plans? Just in case you are wondering – the featured image of Golden Gate Park taken by your’s truly

Friday Reads You Might Appreciate

As our world turns, in many ways this year, I cannot help but feel helpless, overwhelmed and sad by either direction all matters are heading. And since I struggle with a form of anxiety, I try to focus mostly on the positive in order to get me through. However, that does not mean all these thought are not racing through my head…and perhaps even yours? Topics which have me thinking and pondering this morning are: How emotionally sensitive are you? Is it a good or bad thing – take this quiz to find out. Does Scandinavian self care really work? Why we need older women in the workplace you might want to know is a topic that came to mind after a friend called to discuss her struggle with age-in-a-workplace. The truth about losing a parent – has been on my mind as I watch my mother’s health on the decline faster these days and the idea of it all has me scared I don’t believe in regret, I only believe life happens to you …

How I Look Forward To Mondays

Most of my life, I have never looked forward to Mondays until recently. Not because my weekends are boring, but because, as I get older, I am loving the idea of going to work. But even though that is the case, there are some sluggish start to Mondays, and that’s when I know I haven’t taken the right steps to prepare me for the day. By Thursday the week before, I have already planned what I need to do over the weekend to help recharge my mind and body, so that the days ahead would be as stress free as possible. You know, where the stress takes over every ounce of your being, elevating anxiety to about a ten – those kinds of days. First – Winding down on Friday night is important – where an Italian meal is in order paired with a good bottle of red  and two movies, comedy is a must.   Saturday early morning, wake the house up to a full-on breakfast, the kind you have no time for throughout …

Decor: English Cottage Right About Now

Seeing gray every waking hour is not a good thing – referring to the dense fog and gloom cloaking all of San Francisco from mid-June to mid or late September. I keep forgetting how the dreary atmosphere can play up on my moods. You know, feeling sluggish, uninspired, questioning life, my existence. I normally put all these thoughts aside when the sun is out, and the temperatures upwards of 70’s. So, by Sunday night, all I do is crave color and naturally an English cottage getaway of course.

Lifestyle: Growing From Your Pain

Self-discovery is something we do, more so when we are faced with a traumatic event – such as losing a loved one, a job, an unexpected breakup, health issues, and even children acting out in ways so very unpredicted. The suffering we endure is the most traumatic and although most of us have gone through similar situations  at one point or another, there are no words that could ease the individualized hardship we face or have faced. I know in my case, the most I am told is ‘time will heal all wounds’ and yes it does, but what is the measure of time when coping with a traumatic event. A week, a month, a year, a decade.  The only thing that has helped me is that  I don’t look at timelines. Meaning to say, I don’t wait around for the universe to dictate if I am ready to grow from my pain and suffering. I simply do my best daily to distract, to pamper, and to move on slowly in bits and pieces. Sure …

Week of Emotions

Last week was a whirlwind, or almost felt surreal because my obligation to house sit and doggy care came to an end, with me tearing up over having to leave  the wonderful pup (I consider him at the age of 5) I bonded with and the house. Which near the end, I felt too scared to leave, because it had become the perfect refuge for me to cope with the changes in my personal life, than the undesired chore it started out to be six weeks before. I left the house and the dogs and took a flight to the south, Alabama to be exact,  to attend a military graduation for a dear person in my life who, at a crossroad in her life, decided joining the military was the best solution for her new start.  The evening before the graduation, she asked me to pin her rank on her uniform during the ceremony, and while walking up to the stage the day of, I suddenly felt overly humbled by the honor she had bestowed …

Lifestyle: Things I’ve Learned – Still Learning About Marriage

Over the weekend I went shopping, more like browsing by myself. I think subconsciously I needed to people watch more than anything so I can validate the human behaviors I’ve written about for a creative writing assignment. While in Michael’s (the craft store for those unfamiliar) I noticed number of couples, the man helping his wife or partner find something – the right color of a project, one woman shared a photograph on her cellphone for him as reference to help her find JUST THE RIGHT RED-ORANGE. I chuckled at the way he was pointing to every red paint color and her getting irritated or annoyed with him. Then another husband was given the task to find a spool of thread, which I realized how nervous he was, gathering a dozen samples for the wife to choose from. Another one was in charge of helping pick out imitation flowers for his wife. He stood there patiently holding the bunch and occasionally suggesting this and that only to get her disapproval. I left the store and …

Life’s Funny That Way

I took a few days off, to unwind in the country. Or so I thought that’s what I’d be doing. I packed my bag, my laptop, my dog and a few other things I though I would need and drove 2.5hours east to somewhere near Tahoe. The plan was I would finalize my third novel, you know the last-minute details before I set it loose online on April 16. Which is now only four days away. I had five days  before I left to lock in the formatting,  and all minor fixes and bugs. However,  I realized with only 30 minutes left to my drive, that I left my charger plug at home. (Long story I don’t want to get into). I am usually very together, and function extremely methodologically with everything I do. But the plug, not my fault really, was left behind. And I knew while freaking out on the road, the computer battery was only at 6pct. This bit of detail set the tone for the four-day weekend. And no matter how …