All posts filed under: inspiration

Much To Cover This Week – Where to Start

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I’ve purchased a journal – which prompts with questions to write your way to self-discovery. At the time I thought it was a great idea to invest in a paper bound diary of sorts until I realized the questions border line those you answer in an online job application.  Where you are asked to troubleshoot a problem, or explain your weaknesses or strengths and some trick questions embedded in there to determine your state of mind or psychoanalyze your way of thinking. So I wonder if this blank journal with questions for headers is truly meant to help in my self-discovery.  Then again, do I really need to discover any more about myself at this point in my life? I thought about it long and hard last night, while up staring at the television screen set at the Hallmark channel, reading lips as I had the volume on mute and finally, at four in the morning, decided to play along. Meaning share with you a few of the questions on occasion with my answers, not …

Television Series: Catch 22 and Traitors

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Films or television series based on Post World War II is something that has always fascinated me – and I love the fact, private media companies are doing much investing in the best of period shows in my opinion. For example – The Crown, The Amazing Mrs Maisel, and now Catch-22 and Traitors, among some I am certain, that I haven’t yet discovered (feel free to make your recommendations here). Anyhow, as I stated a week or so ago, I started watching season 1 of Catch-22 on Hulu and although the first two episodes had a slow start, somehow, someway, I got hooked and by the end of the season I was sad to see it end. Well done George Clooney – your investment is well worth every million.  In case you haven’t seen Catch-22 – the story filmed mostly in Italy was already one I had to see, even if it entailed blood and gore, the fact it was in Italy, had something to do with post WWII, I was going to endure. But …

Weirdest of Reflections Last Night

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I fell asleep at 8 and was up by 2, stressing over a few things coming up in our household, or things I need to plan for, or rather how best to organize the chaos, and then all of a sudden my mind wandered off to… How to Be Less Critical of Yourself …is something I have gotten better at over the years,  where I catch myself from being overly hard on myself. This doesn’t mean I don’t think about my actions, or behavior and try to better myself, but the older I get the more confident I have become about the person that I am. The only thing that hasn’t changed over the years – is my fear of public speaking where I have to give a presentation and no matter how much I prepare and rehearse and come up with answers to every scenario or question someone may ask, the second I am in front of a crowd, or on a conference call, knowing there is a crowd,  I clam up and for …

Strangest of Days, I am Thankful to Have Survived.

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I decided to go into work this morning, even though I suffered and probably still suffering from the worst stomach flu ever since Friday. The whole of the weekend I spent horizontal, with frequent runs to the toilette. The entire time trying to figure out what I ate, or came across or touched to cause such an illness. I don’t handle the flu – stomach or otherwise – very well. I mean really who does? But when you lay dead to the world, with curtains drawn, and absolutely no tolerance for sound,  cocooned in bed, sweating and cold at the same time – you actually begin to question life in the not-so-great manner. You start by thinking about how you’re getting old, and weaker and less tolerant of pain, and then you jump into thinking about the choices you’ve made, and the mistakes which have cost you and/or led you to better places? Family, aging parents, life after a pet dying, you needing to draft a will sooner than later, and then you realize you are …

Friday and It’s a Wrap

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What’s your take on the comment, “Friday can’t come soon enough.” I don’t think much of it. To me Friday is just another day leading to the next, in terms of fulfilling  obligations or commitments, sometimes to the point it almost feels like a work day. And then there are those who actually work the weekends. So for the sake of the traditional Fridays leading to a weekend filled with rest and relaxation and all that is fun and play – I ask, what are you doing this weekend? My weekend is leaning heavy towards doing chores, and running too many errands. Hopefully I can insert a walk along the coast, if the weather permits, or a game of tennis in between and a mid-day nap. The highs and lows of this past week were something like this: Low: Had trouble saying my final goodbye to a family pet over the past weekend. Low: Experienced a few reality checks. I suppose we all need that from time to time. But I hate how its flared …

After The Labor Day Weekend

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I stayed indoors the entire weekend, even after planning countless day trips to places encompassing the central coast. I don’t know what really came over me on Saturday morning, when I woke up early and made myself a cup of coffee and turned on the television set, for a few minutes I said to myself, while the friend I was visiting woke up to start ‘our day’. Instead neither of us pushed the other to actually get ready to start the day. But you know what?  I was just fine, sprawled across the sofa, watching films and television shows, and dozing off in between while she handled her chores and other obligations. The only trouble is that by Monday night, 11 p.m. to be exact, I felt overly energized and too well-rested to fall asleep. Has that ever happened to you? So, I stayed up, reading until four in the morning, when I finally fell into deep sleep, only to jump back up at six and start my day. Realizing while staring at myself in …

Decor: English Cottage Right About Now

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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.

In Need of Motivation

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I don’t think it is realized just how important a little sunshine every day is until summer in San Francisco, waking up every morning to a dense fog and temperatures in the mid to high 50’s at most. I know to some folks that’s not cold, but it is in the bay area standards. So, this Monday morning I need some motivation to…