Why does life require so many different chargers?!
It’s a lazy morning over here- snow is coming. Feels like 19 out- a guarantee that you can bet the only place I am going today is Sonic to pick up my grandma’s weekly wacky pack.
Yeah, that’s right. My grandma loves her a good kid’s meal.
But I digress.
I was sitting here in bed, caffeineless because I am superrrrr lazy, and mentally scrolling through options of what I might want to do today.
BLOG! I WILL BLOG TODAY BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN AWFUL AT IT FOR MONTHS!
Upon deciding this, I went to grab my laptop and noticed it was drowning in the sea of chargers lounging by the plug in because I haven’t put them away in their home- the wall basket. Less than a foot away.
WHY CAN THERE NOT BE A UNIVERSAL CHARGER FOR ALL THE THINGS?!
LESS IS MORE!
…expect when it comes to capitalism.
Well, that certainly escalated quickly, didn’t it?
Chargers were not my original topic for this entry but I also didn’t have a solid plan. I never really have one. It’s usually me babbling until I tire myself out on here.
And you guys graciously listen. Probably wondering why you keep coming back. I wonder the same thing, but I am happy you’re here!
HOWEVER, I did want to mention my mother today.
I sent her a text when I posted last because she likes to read what’s going on. Aww, right? Yeahhhhh, I know. Mama Bear is incredibly sweet. Anyway, I let her know I finally had something new up.
She responded, alright. Responded that she’d forgotten my blog name.
IT HAD BEEN SO LONG SINCE I POSTED THAT MY OWN MOTHER FORGOT MY BLOG!
…I shouldn’t have been surprised.
After delivering the not so crushing blow, I told Mama Bear she could subscribe. Saving her from checking for posts that don’t happen as often as I would like.
AND SHE DID!
Little does she know she’ll be getting her first notification soon.
Look at me go! Two posts in a week…or I think it’s been a week. I don’t have a concept of time anymore.
Which is a lot like my former life where I was unemployed for nine months. No concept of time. Wore sweats and pajamas a lot. Stayed home.
But I get paid now. It’s great.
Ugh! I had a great transitioning line for my next bit o babble, and forgot it because the teenager started talking to me about a seat he found for the mainline he wants to restore.
It’s alright, though. I will take civil conversations with the teenager whenever I can get them. I am low on the ladder these days, so when he wants to chit chat, I try to take advantage of it.
Even when he makes me forget what great line I was going to use in my blog post.
ONTO FUN THINGS!
I’m excited to share my collection of nerdy nature must haves are slowing coming together. I’ve had these books for a little bit, but haven’t been able to get much use out of them yet (I did learn I can use redbud tree seed pods in recipes calling for snow peas. Little did 10 year old Amber know one day in the future she’d be able to eat from the tree she chose that fateful Arbor Day).
Since yesterday was payday (woo!), I ordered a few journals– one to keep track of my specimens and the other to record what I find on my outings. A Kansas atlas for my day trips that was highly recommended to me (thank you!). A larger jar for the armadillo bones I gathered outside of Toronto because they’re a little cramped in what I have them in now.
…and batteries for my Sony DSLR. I am FINALLY going to be able to get her fixed soon! I am both intimidated and looking forward to using an actual camera again.
But I have a whole different mindset going into it this time. No need for perfection. Only the desire to learn, do better, and grow.
Anddddd I’ll end up making some pretty fantastic nature books by the time all is said and done- full of pictures, lists of flora and fauna species (maybe someday I’ll even toss in their scientific names!), coordinates, and a sprinkling here and there of pressed flowers/plants.
…I love geeking out in (and over) nature. It really is the best kind of medicine. Not only do I end up feeling recharged after spending time among the trees, water, and prairie, I get an education while I do it.
But mostly, it feels like I’ve come back home. To a part of myself I didn’t know I was missing.
I’m grateful to have found it.
More posts to come.