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What to Post When You Don’t Feel Like Writing

I haven’t posted anything for four days. Shame on me, I know, but I just can’t think of anything remotely profound or witty or thought-provoking.

Blank brain is no fun.

All that came to mind today were sounds. I heard a bunch of them that I didn’t like.

– Hammers pounding at a construction site down the street from my house.

– The neighbor rolling his trash cans up and down the sidewalk. And it isn’t even garbage pickup day.

– Crows hopping around and pecking at the cedar shingles on our roof. This is irritating, let me tell you.

– Annoying children in the back lane screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason. They do this every summer.

– Static coming from the surround sound system attached to my computer.

Then there were the sounds I love:

– Thundering rumbling in the distance. This was a treat, because we hardly ever hear thunder around here.

– Giggles from my grandsons.

– Oldies playing in the bookstore when I went there for ink/paper/Starbucks aroma therapy.

– My husband’s voice saying, “hello, my love”, when I called him to say I was running away from home. I went to the bookstore instead.

– Birds chirping outside my window early this morning. Of course, this could also be a negative, because it woke me up.

This blog post is finished now. Come back again, and I promise to be more – I don’t know – something.




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Expecting the Unexpected

I saw this t-shirt and thought about what it says: Doesn’t expecting the unexpected make the unexpected the expected?

Yup. Totally true.

Then I thought about how we continue to expect the unexpected in the various circumstances of life. Let’s say you have a friend, for example, who really hasn’t been any kind of friend at all, but you keep expecting that friend to miraculously change and become the friend you expect him/her to be. Except that you don’t actually believe he/she will change, thereby making the unexpected the expected.

Now that I’ve confused you . . .

It’s like the definition of stupidity – doing the same thing over and over, yet expecting different results. Well, maybe it’s not exactly the same, but it sort of is.

You can’t expect the unexpected.

The real unexpected things can come in good packages. Like when you are the only one in an office full of women whose husband has flowers delivered to you at work on Valentine’s Day. Or when the government audits your income tax return and the results are in your favour. Or when you get brave and do a crossword puzzle in pen and you finish it without making a mistake. Or you get a text message from your faraway cousin saying she prayed for you today. Those are the life moments – large or small – that make you smile and be thankful.

I’m not completely sure what the point of this blog is. I just saw the quote, decided to write about it and this is what came out. I do think there is something profound in all of this, however, and I’d like to be the philosopher who figures it all out, but that’s probably not going to happen.

So I’ll leave it to you to think about.


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