As we wait for the zombie apocalypse, which has been very slow in coming, we are bombarded with News. Can we make heads or tails of this stuff? Or piñatas? I liked Putin’s assertion that the alleged Russian hacking was actually U.S. hackers attempting to frame Russia. Who the hell can prove it? Who the hell can refute it? If someone could prove it, would anyone believe them? Another perfect addition to post-apocalyptic life without zombies. In the meantime, I am seeking a raison d’etre for this blog. If it’s not zombies, and it’s not politics – I can’t listen to too much more news, guys – then what is it?
Should I become a reluctant, tired, wish-I-could-stay-in-bed-all-day-reading life coach? I perceive a gap here. We have a fair number of “Rah! Rah! Let’s run another mile!” life coaches. We have many “You can meditate, I promise!” coaches. But where are the, “It’s great to make cups of tea and read paranormal romances all day!” coaches? Of course 🙆, we should be trying to get our 10,000 steps in while going back-and-forth to make tea and then traveling back-and-forth to the bathroom, but where are the people to affirm our desire not to necessarily always improve ourselves?
Improvement should be in the eye of the beholder. Improvement should be whatever makes sense for you, whatever puts you more in touch with your essential self. Unless your essential self is a serial killer – in which case I suggest you go look up the running or meditating coaches instead.
Tip for June 7: Find the comfy slippers. Wear them for awhile today. If you have no comfy slippers, declare a Comfy Slipper Emergency! Go out and buy the soft, cushy supplies you need. Take a few moments just to enjoy the feel of your slippers.
Zombie phrase for the day (because we cannot abandon the past and must prepare for the future):
Mr. Rogers was the best.
mihhhderrrahderrr uhhhzzzz uhhhh ehddd.
I’m putting on the comfy slippers tonight! I bought them yesterday but got home right before bed time so I had to wait. Bummer. Anyway, I’m looking forward to it.
On a totally unrelated note, is that your cute kitty above? What’s his/her name. I’m a crazy cat lady in case you haven’t guessed (from Facebook).
Yay! Slippers! I am so glad you have slippers. The kitty is the much beloved, late Tom Kitty who passed away at 19. She is survived by Tiger Kitty, otherwise known as Whiner, the most talkative kitty I have ever met. Tiger lives with Ginger the Wheaten Terrier who is forever grateful for Tiger, one of whose strengths is that she will play with Ginger sometimes. Tom avoided them both.