Doing the Work: Chop Wood, Carry Water

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If I were reincarnated, this would be the lesson I’d be working on:  Chop Wood, Carry Water.  I promise I’m not a slacker, but I do have a tendency to dream, plan, and set goals.  Sometimes I get lost in the goal-setting and dreaming and forget to do the work.

Part of my issue is a decided lack of patience.  For most of my life, what I wanted just materialized, and usually pretty quickly.  But that no longer seems to be true.  My new mantra is “Things come to those who wait.”  And I don’t much like waiting.  In fact, I hate waiting so much that I’ve decided it must be my true work.  WAITING.

It seems that everything in my life right now has congealed around this concept.  I want to shake things up, make things happen, and move on with my goals and plans.  But my traveling legs are set in Redi-Mix that has already started hardening.

You’d think that since I’ve gotten a bit older, I would be better at being patient.  But the opposite is true; time feels short and I’m rarin’ to go.  Sometimes it doesn’t even matter where, as long as it’s in a forward direction.

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I’m trying hard to be content with what I have, while working for what I want next.  But why does the dance have to feel so awkward?  And must time move so slowly?

Have you figured out how to master this waiting thing in your own life?  I’d love to hear about how you deal with it.  Please feel free to leave a comment.  And, as always, thanks for reading my posts!

Marianne M. Smith
Writer At The Ranch
Making You Look Brilliant One Word At A Time

http://writerattheranch.com
wordsmith@writerattheranch.com

Aging and The Looking Glass

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You can fight it or you can embrace it, but we’re all getting older.  I haven’t thought of aging much until recently.  The most humbling thing I’ve ever done was purchase a 10X magnification mirror this summer.  Since I haven’t been able to see myself well for at least ten years, it seemed like a prudent thing to do.  Wow, talk about an eye opener (pun intended)!  There are road maps where my skin used to be!

My knees have been creaking for awhile, and typical farm wrecks take a lot longer to recover from.  Neither my husband nor I can hear well, and there are at least five different strengths of readers on my desk right now.  I keep pondering whether I should continue dyeing my hair to retain its natural color.  And while I used to ignore sagging and shifting, it's getting a bit harder to do that.

There are days that all this gets me down, but I’m luckier than most;  I have no tragic health issues, a younger husband (but not too young), a little bit of hard-won wisdom, and the energy to do 80% of what I’d like to do.  But we’re planning one more move, and a house on one level with few steps and maybe even wheelchair access has started to sound like a good option.  The move before this last one we had a three story home, and neither of us wanted to hike up the stairs if we didn’t have to.

I’ve gotten a prescription for multi-strength glasses, and we’ve decided not to tackle hearing aids for now.  Our relationship is much more interesting (and probably stronger) because we can’t understand each other at least half the time.  We've quit worrying about why we walked into the room in the first place, and we just see how much we can do while we're in there without bending down.

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Of course, plastic surgery and knee replacements are readily available.  And there are some memory enhancing supplements.  But I’m still considering how much to fight aging and how much to embrace it.  With my double nickel birthday running up the walk to meet me, I still have (hopefully) a little time left, but I have increased the font on my BUCKET LIST and now review it more often.  Time waits for no cowgirl, as they say.

What’s your take on aging?  Do you celebrate it?  Curse it? Or take the middle ground?  I’d love to hear your thoughts.  And thanks for reading!

Marianne M. Smith
Writer At The Ranch
Making You Look Brilliant One Word At A Time
http://writerattheranch.com
wordsmith@writerattheranch.com

Wile E. Coyote: Poster Child for Perseverance

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My week started off pretty much like a train wreck, and I seem to have stayed derailed.

I’ve had the kind of week that causes me to lose inspiration, hope, and the ability to dream.  In fact, I’ve had a number of those weeks in a row.

Yesterday I kind of hit the wall.  My husband encouraged me to keep trying, Wile E. Coyote style.  Wile E. never quits.

In case you’re much younger than me, Wile E. Coyote is a cartoon character created by Chuck Jones.  Wile E. is always coming up with schemes to outwit his opponents—usually The Road Runner or Bugs Bunny.  Jones originally designed the cartoon as a parody, but it became popular and took on a life of its own.

Wile E. calls himself “Super Genius,” even when his plans and contraptions fail.  He is my husband’s hero, and I am starting to like him a lot myself.  When farm projects go awry, we will often joke: “What would Wile E. do?”

Since I’d lost most of my sense of humor this week after experiencing a number of disappointments and downright failures, I walked the donkey pastures, which usually cheers me up.  No dice.  This was some serious “down on my luck” karma.  My perceived bad luck was interfering with my dreams, and my dreams keep me moving forward.

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But later on I was in the backyard with our three dogs, watching a chase scene that actually made me smile.  I thought of Wile E. and how he would go back to the drawing board all the while declaring himself to be "Super Genius!"  Kind of ironic that I'm finding comic inspiration and relief in this decidedly dark week.

These days we find encouragement where we can.  When you find yourself completely frustrated and ready to give up, try watching a few of Wile E. Coyote's cartoons on YouTube, and maybe soon you'll be back in "Super Genius" mode again.  Hey, it worked for me!

Do you have your own way of regaining inspiration after getting off track?  I’d love to hear about it.  Please feel free to leave a comment.  And thanks for reading!

Marianne M. Smith
Writer At The Ranch
Making You Look Brilliant One Word At A Time
http://writerattheranch.com 
wordsmith@writerattheranch.com

The Promise of Spring

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Yesterday, for the first time in what seems to be an exceptionally long winter, I allowed myself to think about the promise of spring.

Maybe it’s because the days have begun to get just a tad longer, but I’m finally able to think about spring without adding an eye roll and a “You wish!”

My logical mind knows it’s still a long way off, but my emotional side loves being on the downhill curve.  Until now, I have not allowed myself to luxuriate in the warmth of seed catalogs and greenhouse plans; it would have been too cruel a fate.

But yesterday all that changed.  I’m not sure if there is a distinct reason it happened yesterday, but I'm so grateful.  I am not a child of winter, and it truly wears on my soul.

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Now I’m finally looking forward to watching for the first spring flowers that will pop up in our yard:  the crocuses, the daffodils, and the tulips.  It will still be a few weeks here before I spot most of the earliest flowers; but I can wrap my head around that.  In fact, I can use that time to get my plans for our 2013 garden on paper.

We added several large containers last year and I’m pondering what to plant in them for maximum impact.

I’m looking forward to the work of removing a heavy layer of mulch to see how much the soil has improved over the winter.  Hand-tilling also gives me a chance to inspect the soil up close and personal.

I can almost see myself planting new seeds, reinstalling rain barrels, and waiting expectantly for new growth and sustenance.

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The problem with winter is that I am a gardener at heart, and so far I’ve had to shut that passion down when the cold winds start to blow.  But once we make our final move, the dream greenhouse is going in, and I’m hopeful that my gardening self will have year-round work!

What are you thinking of planting in your garden this spring?  I’d love to hear about your plans.  Please feel free to leave a comment.  And, as always, thank you for reading my posts!

Marianne M. Smith
Writer At The Ranch
Making You Look Brilliant One Word At A Time

http://writerattheranch.com
wordsmith@writerattheranch.com