Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Change is so desperately needed.

Well, I'm sick.  So, the one thing I've been looking forward to beyond all others was a no-go this evening.  

There's another meeting in two weeks, but I really wanted to go to the first one.  

The boy stayed home from rehearsal.  Instead, he has been here all night playing the violin.  So, I can't sleep, which is what I need to get better.

Oh, and he broke my favourite new bowl.  It was red.

Bottoms up!


Blogger Devotee said...

Hey, you!

I had kind of an amnesia spell about the old blogging days, and forgot to even check if you'd posted anything in a long time. Way too long a time ... sorry about that.

But I got your Scramble message and it kind of conked me on the head like I was Gilligan under a coconut tree, and I came back to myself and hurried over to see if there was anything going on here.

Wow, talk about your mixed blessings! Tons of posts, all in your typical, Strumpaliciously wry tone ... but so little good news!

The bowl thing ... sucky. The you sick, sucky, the him sick, sucky, the missing your writing group, sucky. Jeepers. And here I had been blithely assuming that things were all good in Strumpet Land! (I guess it does sound like you've been watching a crap-ton of excellent TV, but that doesn't seem like it balances out the scales.)

So I'm looking for a silver lining to help you feel better because I'm your friend and I want you to feel better ... and maybe that's the only silver lining I've got just now: I'm your friend, and I want you to feel better. You're not alone, and the world is not against you; I'm here, and there are other people out here too, and we're all in your corner.

My brain is still on the bleh side from work, and I've got some stuff to do with the fam, but maybe I'll have a brainstorm between now and a few hours down the road when I'll be able to get back online, and I'll have something more chipper to say. Meanwhile, rest yourself up and treat your cold well and know that I'm thinking about you.


2/27/2014 5:28 PM  
Blogger Devotee said...

Well, that didn't work. I'm as blank of ideas as before, only now I'm more tired.

If it's any help, though, reading all your posts earlier and writing the previous comment really brought home to me how much I've missed our epic comment volleys, even though I wasn't really aware of missing them.

You're a bright spot in my world, Strumpet, and I'm sure you're a bright spot in your boy's, too. I hope the two of you find a way to sync yourselves back up and be the buoys to each other's happiness that you deserve.


2/27/2014 9:55 PM  
Blogger Strumpet said...

Wow, Devo.

It's really nice to talk to you here.

Really nice.

There hasn't been anything going on here for a really long time, until recently.

Way too long a time.

It's so nice that you stopped by. I think I even know the WWF message of which you speak. I guess that name was in my head because of the sad Devo news in recent weeks, and because I have been watching way too much Yo Gabba Gabba! on which a member of Devo is a regular cast member.

Yeah, the bowl was a Rachael Ray bowl. The boy tends to be rather absent-minded. He didn't do it on purpose, or anything. But, still. It sucked. It completed a set. Maybe I can get another one. But, they're expensive.

I am feeling better. But, I rested a whole bunch, took a lot of elderberry and zinc and cinnamon and vitamin C at the first signs. Echinacea, too. Thanks for the good vibes; they helped.

The next writing group meeting is on the twelfth. I should be able to make it to that one.

Thanks for being in my corner. I'm in your corner, too. I like corners. I'm hoping the blehs at work mellow out for you.

I hope that the boy and I sync ourselves back up, too. I do. But, it just seems like so far away, and like something out of our grasp.

It just seems like this is how things will be.

I've focused on trying to fix it for a really long time.

And, during that time, I stopped focusing on me.

Sometimes, I feel like I have to stop caring about it. Not that I really know how to do that. I've never known how to stop caring about things so much. It sounds like it shouldn't be a bad thing, but it always consumes me.

And, then I just disappear. And, finding me again just gets harder and harder to do.

I know the world isn't against me. It's the way that I am that hinders me from fixing things.

I've always been a bit broken.

But, like Chicago winters, one never really gets used to it.

It's good to have this place waiting for me to help me. I'm really glad that I have it.

Words, my words, in a place that gives them a home, have always been the mortar that holds my physical being together.

This place is not something that is disconnected from me even when I haven't been here in a long time.

It is home.

2/28/2014 10:47 PM  
Blogger Devotee said...

I've never watched Yo Gabba Gabba! Had no idea there was a TV show with a member of Devo on it. So much TV! I just can't find the time for everything that sounds cool.

The work blehs are actually no big deal. I don't hate my job or anything it's just gotten more and more detached over the years. With telecommuting technology, half my department works from home and 80% of the coworkers on my project team are in different cities. Back in the day, team meetings would be in a conference room and if they got boring I could draw a funny doodle to show the person next to me. Now it's all faceless conference calls. It's hardly torture, just ... eh / bleh.

I know what you mean about caring about things too much. I've had to force myself to stop commenting on people's FB posts when they say dumb or obnoxious things. It's not that I'm always 100% right, but I'm usually at least 50% right, and when you get into those disagreements, most people just refuse to concede that you've made a single good point. It drives me crazy. And it drives me crazy not saying anything, so I have to walk a minefield of what to read and what to skip. Ugh!

So, anyway, I'm also trying really hard not to jump in and give you advice about the boy situation, because obviously I don't really know that much about it and also because you probably don't need advice, you just need someone to tell you what you're feeling is okay and that everything will be fine if you just trust yourself. But if I'm wrong and you do want advice, let me know, and I'll try to think of some even though I am not exactly an expert in managing romantic relationships by a long shot. In the meantime: what you're feeling is okay! And everything will be fine if you just trust yourself!

Have a beautiful weekend, dear Strumpet.


3/01/2014 9:03 AM  
Blogger Strumpet said...


Just know...

That you can always comment on my Facebook posts when I say dumb and/or obnoxious things.

That includes offering advice on my dumb and/or obnoxious blog posts.

I'm all about perspective, and learning about other perspectives, and you are usually way more than 50% on the points you serve up to others.

So, know that, too.


3/10/2014 12:43 AM  

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