Daily Notes- March 12th

Got to bed very late (the Dog was not happy about it) because I just had to finish Jane Harper's The Lost Man.  It's off the 7 day shelf at the library and has to go back today (there may be a one day fine) and --well, I just couldn't have stopped if I had wanted to.  This is her third book and they are all so well worth the read.  Australian.  Hot, dry, heat.  A hard life.

My eyes are tired and dry today.  Sticky.

My picture at the top-- from my Life.  The thread tangle in one of the file drawers.  I purchased this inexpensive rolling stack of drawers years ago.  In each drawer, I had sorted different kinds of paper--magazine pictures etc.  For using "later".  It's all gone now.  Two drawers hold thread.  Two hold beads.  A few hold nothing.  Stacked on top are my plant based dye trials.  I am sorting my Life.  If I haven't EVER used something I have been saving--I let it go.  I'm 72 and starting to realize- Time is running out.  Need to actually work with what I have and let go of things that are dragging me down.

Am texting with my daughter about what she is baking right now.  Peppers stuffed with riced butternut squash and vegan sausage and tomato sauce.  She'll add real cheese at the end.  She eats a mostly plant based menu but still eats off Plan.  Yes.  I am texting while blogging.  Who is this person I am becoming?????

Haircut this week.  It's bit out of control right now.  Always like this right before it gets cut.  I feel like the guy on MSNBC --the black guy with the wild white thing going on on top of his head.  He's usually a guest commentator.  My hair has thoughts of doing that.  Standing on end but it can't because it's too soft.  No amount of product will get my hair to stand upright on my head. I tried.

I have a list here on the desk--- How To Change Your Life.  Number One is:  Start very small. Aside from the Morning Pages - I am trying "intermittent fasting" this week.  A trial run.  I am limiting my eating of food--whatever it is-- to the hours between 10 am and 4 pm.  Today I read in the morning paper that they say 10am to 8pm.  Synchronicity.  I am thinking about something and there it is in the newspaper in the morning.

Yesterday--before today's morning paper- I had thought about 10 am to 5 pm.  It's actually difficult to manage getting all the food for the day into this period of time 10 to 4--if you have other things going on.  I found myself wanting to eat one more thing--a chopped vegetable salad-- and it was past 4pm.  So I did.  And felt like I had let myself down.  Not that I am eating more food or anything.  It's just that after breakfast (at 10) I start doing things and before I know it --it's 2 or 3 or 4 pm.  And I have  had nothing substantial to eat.

Planning is what I actually need to be doing.  Preparing a meal after breakfast (to eat later) and then start doing other things.  Like my daughter is doing.  Last year at this time I was making pot after pot of the vegetable soup and eating that.  Well, that's what I am going to do write after I return my book to the library.  Make a big pot of vegetable soup.