Wishes Granted...

Well, I am so very happy to report that sometimes you do actually get what you want. Not everything naturally (because not only would that just be too easy but we'd all be bored out of our minds in no time flat so let's agree to keep things interesting).

No sooner had I penned (although I actually wrote it on the computer, penned sounds so much more romantic than keyed) my 'Random Wishes for a Sunday Morning' blog than my oldest son called me to arrange moving the junk etc. off my balcony. I'm pretty sure I squealed in his ear on the phone.

I have a generously sized balcony (at least I think so) and I can easily fit a lounge chair, an Adirondack chair, a dining table to seat four plus a little round table to seat two. Plus a rustic old ladder that I pile with summer books, flowers and pretty little things I like. It's a great little space if I do say so myself and I can tell you I spend more time out there than in any other room (with the exception of my bedroom) during the fair weather months. So of course I was eager to move off all the boxes of Christmas decorations (you have no right to judge me on this one if you have Christmas lights up anywhere in or outside your own home) and my classic old photograph enlarger that were living in that outdoor space waiting for me to transport them to my storage unit (down two flights of stairs and across town to my storage site).

In order for me to accomplish this seemingly daunting task (it seemed plenty daunting to me) I needed two things... A vehicle that would carry more than the two boxes per load my little Malibu was capable of and (this is more of a wish than a need) extra people to share in the up and down and up and down those danged stairs. And as I said, no sooner had I mentioned it in my blog than, lo and behold, my son called to let me know he had, in fact, sorted out the details with his girlfriend and had, of all things, a truck to do the move!

I was giddy.

A short while later I was joined by my youngest son and my oldest son with his girlfriend to start the procession. Although it took two trips still (even with a truck and my car... clearly I have a lot of Christmas stuff especially when you consider the relative smallness of my apartment) we made fast work of clearing my balcony off and returning it to 'usable space' status. And not a moment too soon.

I happily enjoyed my dinner outside tonight and will likely head back out soon with a book and a blanket to enjoy the remainder of the evening.

So even though I was feeling a bit blue yesterday morning while I gazed out my balcony at all of my neighbours busying themselves with lawn and garden work (I really do miss having a garden), I can tell you that my day ended with a very satisfied feeling of having spruced up my own little back yard.

Random Wishes for a Sunday Morning

This has been another rollercoaster of a weekend for me... having great moments of pure glee and moments of feeling impossibly low. Quite a ride for a couple of short days (well, really a day and a half since we haven't even hit noon on Sunday yet). No wonder I most often start the new week feeling completely and entirely worn out!

I started writing something late last night and ended up erasing the whole darn thing and heading to bed instead. After reading it back to myself I found it to be a meandering line of drivel that even I had trouble following and it was my life, my thoughts. But it certainly reflected the state of turmoil my mind and spirit felt at the time. Maybe erasing it completely was overkill. Oh well. Those are the actions of an unquiet mind and in moments of distress I have been known to act hastily.

So, in an effort to both ease myself back into collected, rational writings while still satisfying my own determination to keep talking with those of you out there who have blessed me with listening (and even talking back to me) I have decided that I will write a list of my wishes for this beautiful Sunday. There are two great thing about lists... First, you need only maintain a connected thought for the length of a short sentence (maybe even less, really) and second it allows you to bounce all over the place. Perfect for a Sunday and an unquiet mind.

And so today, Sunday, April 20th I wish...

... I had someone to share my morning coffee with (for the company most importantly but as well to help me decide if it's time for a new coffeemaker because I really don't think this one is up to my standards anymore)
... my son Corbin was here so I could give him a big, long hug... four months is a long time to go without hugging someone you love
... I could shake the habit of acting hastily when feeling distressed (happily this is one that I can actually work on; I'll keep you posted on how that one goes)
... I could effectively express to those who I love most how much they mean to me and how much I value them (again, something I can work on... also good!)
... I had a convertible (it's sunny and warm and you know how much I love driving on days like this)
... I could work out the details of moving all the junk off my balcony with my two other sons (muscle and large-vehicular assistance) which is seeming less and less likely today (I want my pretty, clean, tidy balcony back... it's sunny and warm, you know)
... I could fast-forward a couple months to find out if I actually win the trip to San Fransisco I'm in the running for at work... I could use a vacation (even a little one)
... I could slow down time to make this Sunday last for a couple of days (I know... a complete contradiction to my last wish; I told you I was disconnected and meandering)
... I could meet the people who are sending me their good wishes and comments from across the miles but I'll have to settle with a big, heart-felt thank you.

That's it for me for now. Except one last thing...

I wish you get all you wish for on this beautiful Sunday.