Tumbled Words

I love change even though I am normally content to just do the same thing repeatedly. Too much of the same old same old in the past 9 months or so has me not just wanting change, but needing change. I tried changing apartments, and we all know where that got me, so it is time for change of a simpler kind - and less expensive.

Blog change seems to be the easiest, most promising - and least expensive change I can make. And, as I say that, I know that when I get my new glasses in the coming weeks, one of the obstacles I face to blogging more, needing new glasses, will be solved and I will want to go back to blogging too much, rather than less than before. But, I, also, know that once my glasses are a done deal, I really need to focus on the business paperwork instead of going back to my old habits of compulsive blog writing/reading.

That is fine. I’m bored with my writing: I am not taking the time to think it out, and while I prefer writing my poems instinctively, my regular posts, including this one, could certainly use a bit more time spent on them.

So:

Tumbled Words will no longer capture the tumble of new words, though it isn’t going anywhere for awhile.

MeeAugraphie will follow suit.

Shh? No! Speak Up will probably remain for occasional rant or raves, if only because I love the template. It is different. Though, the real reason is to have a place for future rants and raves.

RV Poetry was intended to be our blog when we RVed, but when I asked Leon to title it, as we were driving down the interstate near Seattle, he misunderstood its purpose and came up with that title. I loved it and my instincts took over when I wrote the description; it was more in line with who Marcia is than with just RVing and it fits much of my poetry. I know in my heart it is and will be the blog I dreamed of creating, much more so than Tumbled Words or even MeeAugraphie, though that one is a close second.

For now, McLeesBogaert will wait in the wings, most likely to chronicle our travels once we get our RV - or the day Leon has time to write along side me. For now I “broke” it when I upgraded to Wordpress 2.6.

That’s it. RV Poetry is my now and my future. It is NOT all about poetry or even RVing. It is about life lived and the recreational vehicles we choose to enhance our lives, be they RVs, hobbies, or just immersing ourselves in nature or family. It is to quote it’s tagl:…A state of mind: ReVisit, ReValue, ReVise our lives….

So, now to research a new camera so I can post photos for y’all, more like these.

Speaking of change, Hanna appears to want to bypass us (Leon just described her as “a Friday night female looking in her closet for a dress for her date”.) (I don’t make this stuff up.)

Ike, however, already more vicious, seems to have his mind made up and is heading right for us.

On one satellite view it appeared he was trying to catch up with Hanna. I sure hope they aren’t planning a date together in Palm Beach.

Tags: blogging, change

My mind is both racing and standing still. I want to blog, but I have no patience toward writing anything intelligent, amusing, or worthwhile. So, I have written little of any interest or true purpose.

I am not depressed, overly excited, overwhelmed, underwhelmed, irritated, withdrawn, overworked (well, I would be if I would make myself do what I should do).

I have not bothered to write my poetry, or attempted to finish my novel. I glance at a few blogs, but hold back to prevent getting lost in them… for I seem to be an all or nothing person most of the time.

So, that is where I am, on a deserted island on the one hand, very much in the thick of something on the other… yet they are indiscernible for the most part. I have not lost my ability to laugh or cry, to scheme or dream, to help or be helped. My only conclusion - I am normal - for me.

The other part of normal for me is change - with the exception of “keeping things unchanged with Leon”, grin, I don’t mind change. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like all of it, but I love the thought of change. Change, to me, means “not static”.

And though many feel that any change should be for the better — an improvement, I believe that any change has potential for a positive outcome… but don’t bother trying to convince me of that if I am in a mood, backsliding at something, or unhappy with a potential change, I will quickly forget everything I just wrote and act human: you know, that do as I say and not as I do stuff… Being human is great, isn’t it?!

And if any of this gibberish makes sense to you… explain it to me, please, because I write by instinct… and instincts are not always infallible, but they sure are fun to have.

May you all have change in your life — and recognize its worth.

Tags: change, everyday life, instinct, Life Balance