Secretly, I think most of us wish that our lives would be such as a fairy tale. I am speaking for myself here. Snow White, Cinderella, Little Red Riding Hood, and etc., etc. Those little girls or women never get old, as in no-wrinkles. They didn’t have to deal with finances, cleaning…toilets, having to seat down and do taxes. That will be the day when we have a fairy tale that talks about doing taxes. It will be called a nightmare!
Going back to fairy tales, sometimes I make a lot of “I wish my situation was such that I could…” Well, when the situation I was wishing for materializes, I start looking around like pretending that I don’t get it, that actually, the Big Guy has delivered. Yes, the situation I had been wishing or hoping for is delivered by UPS, Postal Carrier, or just naturally. Then, I am left with a big “What do I do now?” This is what I have been asking for, and now I don’t know what to do. I am 62+ young and at that moment I feel like a baby that does not have the foggiest idea what to do with a pork chop if you were to give it to her, just being 2 days old. Are you following me, or am I too out there?
Case in point, my life is pretty uncomplicated as I write these words. I need some stimulation, challenge, or something other than to think what I am going to blog about and taking pictures to add visual effect. The taxes stress is outdated by now. I miss the days when I used to complain that life was too difficult and that I wished that I would have some kind of peace. I have 100% unadulterated peace. Too much peace and quiet. The fish? I even thought about getting a pet. Fish are the easiest, don’t balk, don’t have to take them out for walks twice a day, don’t have to clean up after them, well, to a certain degree…but the issue here is…I am still responsible for them if I need to travel in my search to complicate my life a bit more than what it is right now.
Remember when rocks used to be very popular as pets. What decade was that? The sixties, when everything went, well…I don’t remember, but I even considered making my own pet. This is the ideal pet–total silence at all the time–but I don’t need to add silence to my already overbearing peace! You must think I am nuts, but then, people used to make fun of Einstein, hello! I am not thinking for even a nano second that I am that bright, but I like to think out of the box. So I am entitled to think and do what I want. Fringe benefit of being 62+ something young. Isn’t she a cute pet?
Frankly, this posting came out of desperation. Not too much inspiration for today, so I had to concoct something. And the fish gave me an idea when I was visiting my favorite rectangular box marketplace. You know…the big W.
Now that I have a decent amount of words, and the nano word counter is somewhat happy, I will leave you with two photos that I took this morning for my new collection of clouds. I really like this new hobby. I look at the sky now with a whole new meaning. Hope you do the same too with whatever it is that pleases you.
So it was for today…12th April, 2011 in Happyville, with lots of happy clouds all around.
Your Happy Contessa
“The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.” From an email I received about friends and people in your life.