Piles of stuff

Hello Crones,

Well, I'm back. My life and schedule have prevented me from doing anything extra, including this. But I blew off work today, have been trying to penetrate the piles of stuff in my house and in my yard. Piles of stuff. Sometimes I seem ruled by piles of stuff. When I am at work? Piles of stuff. When I am at home? Piles of stuff.

I have enjoyed catching up on reading your posts. Purple Queen, don't fret! There's still time to be bad! I have gone erratically back and forth between the good girl and the bad girl since college and now think I am integrated into the good bad girl. Or maybe the bad good girl is more to the point. Whatever! I am both and so are you. Puff away I say!

Fiona, energy is in short supply these days, though I find that with enough enthusiasm I can manage to push ahead. But there's the rub: to find joy and enthusiasm in the everyday. I can certainly find the energy to take a trip when I am lucky enough to have the opportunity. I can find the energy to dance when I am lucky enough to have the opportunity. Why can't I muster the energy to plow through the piles of stuff??? I created those piles, in one way or another; if they are my creation, shouldn't I embrace them and somehow find joy there?

Should. Such a rotten little word.

Please show me how to put an illustration in this blog! I love it when our comments are illustrated! And the last one you put in Fiona was so beautiful. Loved the giggles about sex as a young girl. No giggling now, though. Not much sex now, either!