Random musings from Your Goddess

I should be paying bills right now.. sending a check to my bankruptcy lawyer, water and cable company… I should be getting dressed, running to Costco and stocking up, going for a walk to get fit. I had it all planned out, short gig in the morning, then errands, walking.. Then right as I was ruing my choice to work in the morning my blackberry chimed in, and the gig had canceled. So I did my “I get paid to sleep” happy dance and went to back to bed.

So what I AM doing is sitting in bed with my laptop, playing on Hedville, and drinking coffee.  I have a sneaking suspicion that none of the things that would require me to leave the house are going to get done today. I may get motivated enough to pay the bills. I can do that on line..

So, obviously,  what I need is a house elf.

We all know where we were, what we were doing when it happened. We know scores of people that lost someone they loved, the stories of heroes, of the courage.

How do your honor them? Is it by volunteering in your community, or by doing a Random Act of Kindness?  The smallest things can make such an enormous difference. Even just checking in on someone and making them laugh.

Ever since 9/11 I have tried to take this day as my one “Mourn those I have lost” day. It is simply easier than honoring all of them on their birthdays, I would be melancholy all year. I didn’t quite realize how wonkajeeby I was until I was flipping through radio channels. I happened upon a song I have never heard before, and have no idea who sang it but ended up snuffling in the car at 85 mph.

Life is so unbelivably short. This year when I lost my best friend one of the things he left me was a sense of needing a change. So I am working on fighting to have an extraordinary life. No details as of  yet, but the basic plan is falling into place. It will be hellacomplicated, but if I succeed I will have no regrets. I refuse to not take a risk just in case I get hurt, or it may not work.

Live hard, play hard, love hard.

So last night while I was at work at The Man, I am interpreting a conference call when I felt a monster sneeze coming on. So I did what I was taught by my family, I waved my hand to warn people that I was going to sneeze and it was going to be loud. Then *WAAACHOO*

I looked up at the client who signed. “Bless you. Why did you want me to watch you sneeze?”

Because in Deaf Culture waving your hand at someone is an attention getting technique.

So basically I signed “LOOKITMELOOKITME!” *sneeze*

Awesome.

*sheepish grin*