Emotional Writing

Isn't it funny how the only time we really express ourselves is when there is turmoil in our lives? I feel like no one wants to hear about all of the day-to-day, boring, hum-drum. People only want to hear about the sadness, the anger, the excitement, the ecstasy. Why is that? Aren't the things that happen every day to us just as important? Afterall, they happen EVERY DAY.
Well, here is an account of the ho-hum daily affairs that have occurred in the last few days.

We bought a second-hand Seadoo last weekend to go with our second-hand cabin that we bought the weekend before. We seem to be doing a lot of impulse shopping lately, and not just small stuff, either. I don't know what that is about. More impulse buying with some willow furniture for the cabin and deck furniture for the cabin. Then, this weekend, I bought some new skis (which we will probably give to Gwynn, but we have done it in such a way as to just "leave them there". Otherwise he wouldn't accept them). See the pattern?

So, we had to try all this stuff out. We went to the Lake this weekend to give the skis and the Seadoo a try (we don't have the cabin yet). The Seadoo would not work! What a major let down! We even had some of the "Lakies" giving us a hand trying to start it, and even they didn't know what the problem was. Bummer. By then, it was cold, but we thought we would give the skis a try anyway. And then, Gwynn's boat quit! Jurgen and Gwynn had to jump in the Lake and tow us back to the dock because the wind was too strong to paddle against. The world was just conspiring against us! We still enjoyed ourselves despite the lack of electronic fun.

And now? Procrastinating. I should be using this time to study, and I did for awhile, but it gets boring and frustrating. What is this question? Where is the answer? In this book? No? How about this one? Or this one? Boo hiss. Alas, this is my life for the next 10 months or so.

On call tonight. Should be OK. Man, I used to get so nervous before call. I would sit at home and perseverate about it, dreading all of the possible cases and problems. Now, I feel like I can handle it. In fact, Bring it on! The more excitement now, the better. Now, I still have back-up, later on my own, I won't. Better to experience it all now.

The kitties are with Jurgen for the next two weeks. It is amazing how quiet the house is, how lonely without them. Funny how two little furry faces who can't even talk can bring me such comfort. Ah well, it is for the best. It wouldn't be fair this week with two calls. I wouldn't have the time for them that they deserve.


So, no inflammatory comments. No sad poetry. No melodramatic overblown stories. Just my life. Just the day-to-day. Boring? Maybe. But I bet it is similar to your life. Maybe that is the power, the importance. To show that really underneath it all, we are all just the same.