It’s Civic Monday, most stores are closed. Its really quiet around here today. I’ve cut some grass and done one load of laundry, but aside from that…… I’ve got nothing. I’m just wasting time indoors. You know what I mean… check emails, check Facebook. I’m trying to hold off turning the TV on to watch the Olympics. Its kind of like cocktail hour. I don’t want to start into that too early. It’s a beautiful day and I live in a beautiful spot. I should be out wind surfing or something (ha, ha, ha, ha)
I need to develop this new life. I’ve been thinking over what to volunteer for in the fall. Giving my time (one or two days per week) to a fun, creative, and worth while cause will hopefully provide me with some personal development, and new friends. I would also like to find a painting group. For some unknown reason I rarely paint on my own. It is kind of a fear thing. You know, the blank bare page or canvas. No ideas on what to paint etc etc. I have been very successful in the past either taking lessons or painting with a group. It forces me out there, to experiment and learn new approaches. Maybe I should advertise in the local paper “Looking for friendly painting group, 1/2 days, once a week”
Molly is feeling that same way too. Blahh on a beautiful afternoon.
You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself. Look at all the creative things you have done with food! That’s new and exciting. I think advertising for a friendly, not too serious or critical painting group would be an awesome idea. The thing about volunteering is that it’s a commitment. Yet many people get so much out of it. What are you interested in? Do something that you enjoy and that is upbeat and life-giving for you. Your mom volunteered at the hospital and my parents volunteered in palliative care. That might not be your thing. Find something fun to do. Life can be too damn serious.
I know! What about working in a flower shop doing floral arrangements. You’re amazing at that! Just a thought.
I love the running shoes by the sleeping dog. That makes quite a statement, doesn’t it.
Or working in a library. You love reading. Maybe you could critique books for a newspaper column in the local rag.
Or become a restaurant critic – with all expenses paid. ha ha fun to dream