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December 8, 2003
The house... is quiet.
Dylan fell asleep watching TV in the family room. Nathan and Delena
are cuddled in my room watching Pirates of the Caribbean (my Christmas
present from Joey) and I'm watching Star Trek TNG. Speaking of
which, I ordered myself a Christmas present! (Lord, I'm so easy!)
I got one of the remaining copies of the wonderful documentary, "Trekkies."
It's out of print, but I still got it on e-bay for just a couple of bucks.
If you have any interest at all in the Star Trek phenomenon, it's worth
grabbing from Netflix or
 your
local video store. You'll especially enjoy the stories of Barbara
Adams, the Starfleet Commander who works at Kinko's and was excused from
jury duty for defying a court order not to wear her official Starfleet
uniform to court. You can find her fan page here:
http://www.drunkandretired.com/adams/. Then, there are the
incredible Spinerfemmes who worship Brent Spiner, who plays Data on Next
Generation. You can read a good run down of this movie and all of
the fun stuff included in it at
http://www.canoe.ca/JamMoviesReviewsT/trekkies_king.html. I love
it. I also caught a good buy on the shipping cost, so that was a
wonderful thing. :) I'm all a-giddy with joy. *doing the
happy happy joy joy dance*
 Eric
and I have been taking a special time each night to pray about our
situation and welcome in the blessings and miracles. As a result,
our eyes have been opened to a lot of new avenues for success. We've
come up with ideas for Christmas, as well as new thoughts on how to bring
income into the house. It's been an incredible experience.
I've always been a "pray on the fly" person and while I talk to Goddess
all day long, yammering away in dialogue like a woman possessed sometimes
(especially when I'm driving alone), I have not often scheduling
specific time each day/night for energy focus and prayer. I don't
count my meditation time in the morning because I see that as something
different from praying, no matter how close to Deity I feel when I
meditate. As my friend Arnie says (and at 72, I figure he has the
life experience required to make the call), "There is nothing holy in
poverty." I am determined to get us OUT of poverty and to get set in
whatever lesson we are to be taking from it.
I
had a real, up close experience with the power of what we've been doing on
Sunday (wow! was that just yesterday??). David came over to baby sit
while Eric and I went out to do a little bit of Christmas shopping.
Eric was really wanting to see a movie and even though we were on matinee
price, we were squeamish about spending the money for movie tickets.
After considering it a bit, we decided to go for it. We considered
the movies we both wanted to see and settled on "Timeline." It was
fun, action packed, romantic and very predictable. We liked it very
much. I'm very much into time travel, so it was right up my alley.
Afterwards, my bladder was exploding, so I ducked into the potty room and
conducted my business. As I was leaving (by complete miracle, the
bathroom was completely deserted except for me), I glanced down and saw a
folded $20 bill on the floor!! Since no one was around, I snagged
it, held it up, said thank you and took my leave. Eric was astounded
and we did a little happy dance in the lobby. That not only paid for
our movie tickets, but also for potato skins and iced tea at the Elephant
Bar!!! A real date!! When I was doing the Christmas shopping I
could do this week, everything I needed was on sale, when let me get
another item I needed!! It was a really, really blessed day and I
came home feeling jubilant.
Today,
I found a few things I needed on e-bay for absolute pennies!
Literally!! I was able to bid on some CD's and such for less than a
dollar. Before, it was an exercise in frustration, but now, I'm
getting things I need for next to nothing! It's so exciting!
The e-bay gods are with me!! Half.com and Amazon Marketplace have
also been great sources! I'm going to put this Christmas together
YET!
I
am so embarrassingly behind on my e-mail. I cleared out my inbox of
letters I'd answered and no-response letters about accounts and such and
still had over 270 letters left. I really want to apologize to
everyone who has written to me and not gotten a response. Between
writing three columns each weekend, the gossip column on Monday and the
Nonsoapy column several days a week, plus the book reviews, my computer
time is about shot and the e-mail is what has really taken it in the butt
as a result. Eric seems to always need to write up bids and research
alarm equipment and such online, plus Delena is also very computer active.
I feel like I'm fighting for every minute I get and then, if I get up to
go pee, someone's in my chair when I get back, getting pissed that I want
to finish whatever I was doing. I wish I had an office with a door
and another computer with online capabilities that I could toss to them
like throwing a steak into a lion's cage. Lord knows they'd fall on
it like a pack of wild dingoes (I am assured by spell check that "dingoes"
has that "e." Who knew?).
Tomorrow
is another happy day because I'm going to work going to the grocery store
into whatever schedule Eric has. I'm getting more used to taking
each day as its own energy, opening it like a present instead of needing
to plan it out (which, my friend, Erick - as opposed to my husband Eric -
tells me is why it's called "the present"). I've always hated and
strongly resisted the chaos that comes from never knowing what the next
day holds. I take immense security in having a rhythm to things and
an overall flow to my life. I don't mind the weekends having some
spontaneity to them because, well, they're weekends. The weeks,
though, are business and I like to have some predictability. Since I
never know from day to day whether Eric is going to have a meeting with a
prospective client or going out to make a bid or writing a bid or going on
a small job or what, there's never any way of knowing if I'm going to have
him home the whole day or have a day like today where he leaves at 8am and
here it's 9pm and he's still gone. I'm getting used to the "flow of
chaos" and being able to be at peace with whatever happens in a day.
Letting go of that expectation and the resentment that comes when the
predictability isn't there has gone a long way to further my overall peace
and joy.
Plus,
"Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo," is on FX! What more could I want??
(Trek is off, there had to be a good act to follow that!) There are
so many fun movies out there in the world! I can't imagine living in
a time without so much fun to be had! A lot of Pagans really ache
for the past and wish they could live in the 1300's and 1400's. Not
me, baby! No way to I want to live in a world that's always at war,
where people live to be 40 and then die of old age and with no computers,
DVD's, CD's or MP3's! I'm very perfectly happy to live in this
wonderful world and feel privileged to have the opportunity to experience
it all! I love this life!
Oh
and check this out! I was hanging out with Eric this weekend and he
was watching TV and looking incredibly studly, so I forced him by way of
much blackmail and cuddles to let me take pictures of him looking so
cuddly and manly. Here he is: (I wub him and I don't ever
forget how lucky I am, even when he makes me crazy!)
The yellow-orange blanket with the
tiger on it is my
mink cuddle blanket that I sleep in every night!
It's
starting out to be a glorious week. Remember when I used to wish all
of you a stellar weekend? Pfft. Why do we limit ourselves?
Let's have a stellar life!
Love to you all,
Katrina |
