He writes a short but good article on Don’t Let Your Perfection Become Procrastination.
Check it out…… Please don’t forget to look at it after reading what I have to say.
MY Daily Post’s Writing Prompt : Obstacle Course
My life is an obstacle course.
Just getting out of bed is an obstacle course by itself.
What holds me back?
What do I procrastinate about and WHY?
Dishes and other housework…..Lupus and Fibro Most of the time…
Because I really DON’T WANT TO DO THEM AS WELL.
Mowing the grass Lupus and Fibro
SUMMER AND THE HEAT AND HUMIDITY
Lawn mower is broke
TOO WET To MOW
I’ll do it tomorrow
Walking Lupus and Fibro
My Ankle won’t support my walking.
SUMMER AND THE HEAT AND HUMIDITY
Wishing Danny would walk with me.
THERE IS A LADY AT THE PARK THAT WOULD MEET ME IN THE MORNINGS AND WALK WITH ME…..
I PUT OFF EVEN CALLING HER
Why did I do that? PROCRASTINATION.
Why Fear?: Fear that I would slow her down and make her NOT want TO WALK WITH ME
I have let Depression and Lupus and Fibro Rob me of my life.
Danny is another reason why I have become the way I am.
I need to take control of my life once more.
My MOTIVATION AND GIDDYUP & GO, Giddied UP & WENT when Danny got up at 6 and said he was taking the day off.
My MOOD took a NOSEDIVE,
I was longing to turn up the music and get my books sorted and put where I wanted them to go. It has been a long time since I really wanted to listen to anything.
Don’t get me wrong. I am not MAD that he took the day off since I tried and tried to get him to call off yesterday.
I am Very Frustrated that my mood sank that quickly and my motivation along with it.
Yes, I can still do everything but listen to the music like I wanted to,
It’s just I was excited this morning for the first time in a long time.
Danny’s going to be in and out of the Den and kitchen area and we’d be in each other’s way if I went ahead with my original plan.
I can do it tomorrow.
I had to laugh at the
“I can do it tomorrow” because that is some thing I don’t normally mind doing.
What I didn’t like is saying he was hungry and wanted BREAKFAST > NOW.
Danny never eat breakfast before he goes to work. He never eats breakfast before 10 AM if he is home.
Secondly, Danny KNOWS My STOMACH IS NEVER GOOD THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING. MY SENSE OF SMELL IS EVEN WORSE.
FOOD MAKE ME NAUSEOUS .
What did I do?
I made him breakfast.
But he got “THAT LOOK” .
More than once.
Ok, I am done with my ramblings about nothing important for this morning.
Aren’t you glad I don’t usually post at this time of day?
Have a good hump day.
They are rare here. I have seen another one with Danny. Both on Rolling Meadows Ranch…. This was taken right past the entrance gate coming in. A mile from the house.
I will post these and then do a Part 2.
My life right now is one big BORE. I actually laughed at that so I must be in pretty good spirits.
It’s been raining again. Good for the grass seed. Bad for the flooding going on everywhere. The park is still flooded in places and has been for MONTHS.
Our section of Rolling Meadows Ranch is a bit higher so we actually dry out quickly. But that is not what this post is all about. Last night I rambled about the laptop not working.
Well after a restore …..uploading all the updates or most of them….some are still being added and after uploading Norton AGAIN….. With ALL of their updates…….The computer is working BETTER.
I said better.
Not great. Not even good. So I still need to tweak it some more. I usually can fix it.
If I can’t…and I pray I can…..Because EITHER I Leave it the way it is OR I ASK DANNY TO WORK ON IT.
Danny loves working on computers. Desktops. He loves building them. Which is why I have this desk top and he has just built himself one. His lap top was wearing out.
His GATEWAY, that I bought him crashed and burned a few years ago.
Mine Bought at the same time STILL WORKS AND WORKS WELL.
It is almost 9 years old.
I mentioned it last night also.
I bought the Gateways with the money I got after Bobby died. SO I am hanging on to MINE with everything I have. I have Danny’s and it is used for parts. It has EP on it. I thought of updating it. We really can’t afford to. I decided not to because It has so many programs on it I use all the time.
AN old Office program that I use for WORK. None of my other computers have one. So much more.
I am still in a RAMBLING MOOD….not sure why except Danny’s been working in his computer room…Working is not the right word but I will leave it for now. LOL.
I totally got of the subject:
Danny loves WORKING ON DESK TOPS…..
HE HATE WORKING ON LAP TOPS.
Mine especially. So I haven’t asked him to LOOK AT MINE. It will take him hours to fix it….probably.
To get back to the original subject: the title:
Word Press seems to be acting up.
I got tired of seeing
BEEP BEEP BOOP.
Danny just yelled out: “Do you have internet ?”
Well, that at least answers one question. Yes, I have internet but IT IS SLOW.
His came back on….
It does this all the time.
Still doesn’t explain not getting past the
BEEP BEEP BOOP…..
On any of the computers……
The lap top is still uploading programs.
So I guess I am stuck here for awhile.
Oh How did I get the lap top? Danny promised me a NEW one.
He found one. A Returned New One from someone else…fixed and put on Amazon. Cheap. Well under $100.00. So not the new one I wanted but I was very glad to get it.
Right after it came. Danny built the desk top and gave it to me.
So I went from an old computer I need to save to having 3 computers.
Still wondering when I get MY PHONE THAT WAS PROMISED 9 years ago?
But that is another ISSUE FOR ANOTHER DAY.
I am done with this post.
Aren’t you glad?
This will be a hard post to write. This page is a hard one to need.
Today is May 19, 2015. An average day for many. Not so to me.
9 years ago today, my only child, Bobby died…..suddenly and without warning.
My world as I new it ENDED!
I can never get it or ME back.
I will be sharing Bobby with you. In pictures. Most were lost in a fire shortly after I left Colorado.
I will be sharing memories. I am A Mom. A mom without her child here on earth. I am a mom who struggles daily to be a better person.
I will be posting things I have written over the years.
This is dedicated to my son,
Robert Lee Kasch
Sunrise July 17, 1980
Sunset May 19, 2006
I wrote this on His Facebook page years ago. https://www.facebook.com/groups/103034783080344/ Robert Lee Kasch (Bobby) May You Rest In Peace)
What can a mom say about her only child, who was taken from this world suddenly and without warning? Bobby was almost 26 years old. He never married and didn’t have any children. He had a strong faith in God and liked helping others. He worked at The Gazette in Colorado Springs. He loved kids and his cat. His favorite people were his Aunt Donna, his cousins, his great- grandparents and the Lymings. He loved Kari. He ‘d be the first to tell you that he loved his mom most. We were really close. He’d call in the middle of the day just to have me listen to a favorite song. He called at midnight to wish me Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday. He love the Cubs and the Broncos. He loved his privacy….
He loved his MOMMA the Most.
Another Post: https://www.facebook.com/pages/In-Loving-Memory-of-Robert-Lee-KaschBobby/184711451576070?ref=bookmarks
A LETTER FROM HEAVEN:
Letter From Heaven…
To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say,
But first of all to let you know that I arrived okay.
I’m writing this from Heaven, where I dwell with God above,…
Where there are no tears or sadness, there is just eternal Love.
Please do not be unhappy, just because I’m out of sight,
Remember that I’m with you, every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me, and said, ” I welcome you”.
“It’s good to have you back again.
You were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they’ll be here later on.
I need you here so badly as part of my big plan.
There’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man”.
Then God gave me a list of things he wished for me to do.
And foremost on that list of mine, is to watch and care for you.
I will be beside you, every day of the week and year,
And when you’re sad I’m standing there, to wipe away the tear.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth, and all those loving years,
Because you’re only human, there’s bound to be some tears.
One thing is for certain, though my life on Earth is over,
I am closer to you now than I ever was before.
And to my many friends, trust God knows what is best.
I am not far away from you, I’m just beyond the crest.
There are rocky roads ahead for you and many hills to climb,
Together we can do it, taking one day at a time.
It was my philosophy and please I’d like for you,
To give unto the world, so the world will give to you.
If you can help someone who’s in sorrow or in pain,
Then you can say to God at night, my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile,
Knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.
When you’re walking down the street and I am on your mind,
I’m walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind.
And when you feel a gentle breeze of wind upon your face,
That’s me giving you a great big hug, or just a s oft embrace.
When it’s time for you to go from that body to be free,
Remember you are not going, you are coming home to me.
I will always love you, from that place way up above,
I will be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends his love.
I was going to share the write up I did on Bobby and The Week Of His Death And Beyond but I can’t seem to find it anywhere.
which means My mind is foggy right now. That article should be saved everywhere. Closing this for now. It is just not working for me.
Bobby, I love you. Always have. Always will.
Old habits still there.
From Sarah: It’s been 12 years since we first met. 10 plus years that I started visiting Danny in Florida. Almost 9 years living with Danny. 9 years married,
I still feel like this.
What’s even worse: Danny feels it more than I do. He knows how much I really hate Florida……The climate. The heat and humidity are making me CRAZY.
If your mother has passed, I am sorry. It must be a tough day.
If you are estranged from your mother, I’m sorry. It must be a tough day.
If your mother was abusive, I’m really sorry. It’s a tough day.
If you had the kind of mother that loved you and was there for you, I am happy for you.
If you are a mother and your kids will recognize the day in some way, good for you.
If you have lost a child, you have my sympathy and prayers.
If you have children that could seem to care less, I’m sorry.
I just couldn’t let Mother’s Day go by. Without raining on the parade, I think it is important to remember that it is a not a good day for everyone. Do you know someone who could use a hug or a prayer today?
I am lucky. Although…
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My Comment Oh Her post.
Lily, I should have read this YESTERDAY. Or whenever it first came to my attention. But I wasn’t feeling positive about the day. I was in a dark place. The almost uncontrollable teary/moody/bitchy/emotional/Menopausal/Hormone and Grieving rollercoaster I get from time to time. Where I want to yell or scream at Danny (because he’s here and doesn’t say the words I need to hear…Happy Mother’s Day.} Danny is just Danny. If I were to ask him …he would have said them…This Year I decided not to BEG…SO I never heard the words.
Our phone lines were down…Thanks Verizon…..
So I couldn’t call My Dad. (Mom died less than a year ago). I couldn’t call my sister, my niece…No one.
I didn’t want a stranger to say the words although I almost wish someone had.
I can’t call Bobby. He’s in Heaven.
I had an awesome /magical childhood.
Mother’s Day along with Father’s Day were CELEBRATIONS. All Holidays were.
I kept the traditions up when I left home.
Bobby was awesome.
My mom always sent me a Mother’s Day card. Even after Bobby died. She understood. This year…..No Mother’s Card.
It was the knowing for weeks that I wouldn’t get THAT CARD that hurt. I wouldn’t be able to call her. I wouldn’t be able to hear her voice.
Yet, today : I remember HER. I see her smile.
I remember Bobby.
I rambled here…Again. Sorry.
Thank you for this post. I am sorry you had a rotten childhood….I am so very glad your children have you as their mom. Happy Mother’s Day.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of you.
This is from my Our Neck Of The Woods Facebook Pagehttp://www.facebook.com/sarahsneckofthewoods. Our Life. Lake Kissimmee State Park, Rolling Meadows Ranch and Allen David Broussard Catfish Creek Preserve State Park, Lake Wales, Florida. Where we work, live, play, cry and most of all Love each other.. Come and sit a spell. Danny and I share so much laughter and tears here, working and living here as we do. I needed a place to start downloading pictures I have taken over the years here. I need to write about them. I spend so much time wishing I was still living in Colorado that I forget what I have here. We really have a great life. I’m praying that once we finally get into the Cracker House things will get better-UPDATE- We are in the remodeled State Cracker House and it is better, although there are times I miss the RV. We lived it in for 5 years. It was home. It IS OURS…..I am also posting about Country Life in General and Florida in particular. Danny is a park ranger at Lake Kissimmee State Park. I volunteer there. I am a former teacher who misses being around kids.… I am mom who lost her only son, Bobby 9 years ago. I am a wife. I need to find me again. “Our Neck of the Woods” refers mostly to Rolling Meadows Ranch, were we live. It joins Lake Kissimmee State Park, on one side and Allen David Broussard’s Catfish Creek Preserve State Park on the other. We work mostly at LK and RM.
From Sarah Now. : Our Neck Of The Woods, Is all about Our Life in the last 10 plus years. All about Our area and it’s history. About Life in Florida. It is about Danny and Sarah. Life at or around the park.
Danny and I at Liar’s Lair Saloon : Park Of Camp River Resort and next to Rolling Meadows Ranch and Across From Lake Kissimmee State Park. . We were celebrating a house event. Or Park Event . Not sure. Continue reading “Our Neck Of The Woods”
From Sarah : May 5Th.. I just tweaked this a bit .Slowly learning my way around here.
Times are changing once again. All winter volunteers have left the park. The snowbirds have left as well.
It’s time for the locals to come and come they have. In droves….
So the rangers and this year round volunteer are back to doing Scrub downs and other such jobs. Summer is still not here as far as the calendar says and yet we are breaking heat and humidity records almost every day. Rain is still a problem as flooding continues.
We had one of our 2 roundups at the park. Met some new friends.
I lost a friend this past week. Long story there and one I will share when the…
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From Sarah: Elizabeth’s timing on this post is perfect.
Menopause has not been good to me.
I was sitting at my desk here, waiting for Danny to come out of his Computer Room where he’s been tied up since we got home from Walmart. I’ve had a sinus headache all day. So my mood hasn’t been all that good. I’d tried laying down but couldn’t fall asleep. I just KNEW Danny was going to come out and say: “Are you ready for a glass of wine?” It’s been our habit to have a glass or so of wine every night. We both look forward to that. I usually have a few snacks ready as well.
This was my first read of the day.
I’d been thinking of ALL the words I wanted to say to him. The ones I really shouldn’t say. The angry, bitter or whining words.
Danny hasn’t done anything wrong. I could always go in and just ask “How much longer”.
Yet, I sit and ponder ALL those WORDS.
So Elizabeth: Thank you.
There’s been a lot of confusion here about where Danny and I live and Work. It’s is a bit complicated. I talk about us working at Lake Kissimmee State Park , Rolling Meadows Ranch and even at Allen David Broussard Catfish Creek Preserve State Park. I also mention Catfish Creek ,the Creek. I mention living at the park and RMR.It’s all true. So here’s a bit of the story: In November 2006, I moved to Florida from Colorado. Danny and I moved out of the house his Dad had built when he was a child. His dad died when Danny was 6. He lived in Haynes City all of his life. We bought a 5th Wheel and moved to Camp Mack Fishing Camp…..Camp Mack Road, Lake Wales. It’s right across from Lake Kissimmee State Park. Danny was working at Bok Tower Gardens at the time.
February 1, 2007, Danny got a job as a Park Ranger at Lake Kissimmee State Park (LKSP) I started volunteering. August 4, 2007, we moved the RV across the street to LKSP and lived in what is called Day Use Area. I was Campground and Day Use Host….Among many other things. We lived their until December 2008.
We moved over to Rolling Meadows Ranch. It was a SOD FARM til the state took it over 6 years before. The Sod people totally moved out January 4, 2009. We remained in the RV until the Cracker House was Gutted and remodeled. (Part of the kitchen was left as it was. I wanted the CABINETS.)We worked on the house for almost 4 years. We moved into the Cracker House and out of the RV in September 2011. It was not totally finish. Not by a long shot. We also need the RV to cook etc for months.
Lake Kissimmee State Park manages Rolling Meadows Ranch. LKSP also Manages Allen David Broussard Catfish Creek Preserve State Park (CCPSP) or Catfish Creek. LKSP also manages a place called Money Tree and a few other tracks of land.Lake Kissimmee State Park also leases pasture land. All the pastures seen from LKSP to RMR on both sides of the road belong to LKSP.Rolling Meadows Ranch connects to CCPSP. So LKSP has almost 20,000 areas to manage. Rolling Meadows Ranch is the largest of the 3. It’s where we take our NIGHTLY DRIVES that I talk about. It’s more of our Evening Rides because we usually get home around Dark.
Catfish Creek runs through CCPSP and RMR. I’m usually speaking of RMR’S Section of it. SO HAVE I TOTALLY CONFUSED YOU? It takes time to fully understand all we do.
From Sarah: There are pictures in the original post on Sarah’s Attic Of Treasures. Showing the Cracker House :Beginning.