Wednesday, July 28, 2004

 

Time Out!

Time out! I call a time out! I need to catch my breath. It's been entirely too crazy at work lately. I've been working 8 hour days at work, eating dinner and working 3-4 hour evenings. 'Course, it's not *all* work. I have to exhale ya' know.

I'm beginning to get it though. I'm beginning to fully participate in my life - even though my life is 50% work / 50% sleep. It's been an interesting month or so. I see more. I notice more. I sense more. Is this what I've been missing?

Last weekend was only the second weekend this YEAR that I didn't have anything planned. I ended up working through it, and I had two chances to go out. But I had to be good and get this project worked on. This weekend's the same deal, but eventually I'll have a weekend that I don't have pressing work to do, and nothing on my social calendar.

Here's a list of what I want to do when my head's above water:
  • See the sunset at the ocean. put my bare feet in the sand. and think.
  • Work on some creative projects I've got going on at the house. my umbrella idea, assorted electronic ideas, new solar array.
  • Surf the 'net for fun, or work on the cruise web page.
  • Pick up my dream home design work again. it's a 4-plex now, and a darned nice one too.
  • Draw - just draw - pickup a pencil & paper and start drawing.
  • Write - yes, write. I've got a lot of things floating around in my noggin that I want to commit to paper before they escape.

    To that end, Marta and I have been talking about creative outlets recently. She likes what I did with the mailbox (although that's not done either), and who knows - maybe I'll take up welding like I've always wanted to. Welding's neat. Not only do you get to work with fire, but you get to make stuff too.

    It's not such a long stretch to see why I like programming so much. I may be just "o.k." at it compared to others, but I really love the idea of creating and seeing my creations do things. Welding, programming, umbrella projects, electronic do-dads, solar stuff - they all do something when I'm done.

    That's probably why I don't usually care for writing. Or reading for that matter. I don't see the outcome, but in the case of the things floating in my head - I just have to commit these to paper. Call it prose, because it's certainly prosaic to the wrong readers. But it's my thoughts. It's my experience. It's my life.

    Time In!

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