It's Friday. I have the day off. And as luck would have it I find myself spending a relaxing-kinda-morning in a local coffee joint, sipping on a cup of dark roast, and killing some time with a keyboard and a blank screen in front of me.
Guess what you get to read.
Yes, it's another rambling blog post on a Friday morning.
Not that you mind, of course. You wouldn't keep coming back to read this blog week after week if it wasn't occasionally offering you some babble-filled insight into something you found interesting. That's to say, the dozens or hundreds or (occasionally) thousands of hits that these articles get must have some lingering interest to someone else this would be just another rambling post on just another pointless blog.
I've been trying. Admittedly that effort has been a little on the weak side lately. My posts have been rolling in at a steady average of not-quite weekly, a little daunting to consider, well, considering that exactly a week from now I'll be poised for yet another blog-every-day effort with my Those 30 Posts in June series. Because as much as I've been trying, life has just — simply — been darned busy.
I’ve been appreciating NOT using a computer at night
My evenings, usually a fountain of downtime and inspiration, have been little more than veg-fests, sitting on the couch recovering from a draining day. I'll not say much more about work other than that (a) my major project is in full swing, (b) my major project is burning a lot of mental calories, and (c) I've been appreciating NOT using a computer at night.
Every day, literally, we have something going on. I'm either running (which I can't rightly skip because I'm the clinic instructor now) or Claire is playing soccer or dancing or attending music class, or Karin has something going on, too. When June burns itself out in about a month it's going to take nearly all our obligations (save the running) into the rapidly diminishing bliss of summer break, leaving us wondering what to do with all our free time, but until then our family is burning the reserves at full power and feeling it.
Yet, somehow I've found a free hour on a Friday morning to write another rambling blog post.
I wrote a few weeks back about my video-a-day project. I've been grabbing (a minimum of) five seconds of video every day and compiling those clips into “5 Seconds of [Insert Month Name Here]” videos, little efforts we've been enjoying. They don't get posted anywhere though: private and personal, you know. So, if you want to see them you need to attend a private viewing at our house. Please form an orderly queue. Patience, everyone. Calm down. No shoving.
The negative side effect — and yeah, I fully admit this — is that (because the GoPro does capture a crap-load of photos, nabbing one still for every five seconds of video I shoot) despite taking a lot of pictures, I literally have not used my SLR since we were on vacation. No, really. It's been three months.
*hangs head in shame*
So, yeah. Perhaps one of the efforts I'll need to re-engage for my blog-every-day month is to dust off the Canon and get some photos to pretty-up all those posts.
In fact, I was poking through my archives a few days ago and discovered that it has been almost but not quite a year since I started digging into my template here and building the current iteration. I'm only reminded of that now — in the rambling sequence of this rambling post — because one of the major design considerations I made when launching that new template was the need for a boatload of photos. It has had a positive impact on the look-and-feel of the blog, I think, but the technical and resourcing impacts have been tremendous. My daily backups have grown to the point where I've had to run multiple archiving jobs, each one nudging a few key pieces — one part of the database here, another part there, some template files in this one, a few months worth of image assets in another — into a triply-redundant cloud file system. I've become something of an archiving guru just keeping these stupid, rambling posts online and secure.
The resourcing struggle has been photos. One one hand I tend to carry at least two digital cameras with me nearly everywhere I go (ie. phones or literally cameras) but collecting just the right kind of topic-aligned content so that I have something that goes along with a post, at the ready, has me always trying to out-think myself spinning me into a kind of infinite mental loop of infinite mental loop of infinite mental loop of infinite…
infinite mental loop of infinite
In the meantime I've managed to find heaps of time from somewhere to do non-computer and non-photo stuff. We spent nearly every waking minute of last weekend out in the sun, working on the garden and the yard. I tilled the whole of our little veggie plot and (with the help of at least three kids, including two of the little neighbour girls) ensured about twenty bucks worth of seeds made it under the soil in the appropriate spots. Well-versed in their nursery rhymes, my little hennie-pennies are likely going to be demanding payment for their planting efforts in the form of raiding said garden and eating up all the peas, carrots, berries, and whatever else grows come August.
I also poked away at some of the flower beds in our backyard. One particular bed, neglected for about seven years now, save for the bare minimum to hold back total domination by of a variety of weeds, is getting the full grooming and facelift treatment. It's about half done, and looking good (if I say so myself.) If it wasn't raining right now, I'd likely be up to my elbows in dirt inching it closer to completeness.
But instead… rambling post. Remember?
I suppose, however, the hardest part about feeling so busy and so drained and so lacking in free time and just generally over-scheduled is the feeling of letting something go. Claire's new bike still looks new, for one. She's been out quite a bit, but it never seems enough. My bike is still hanging in the rafters of the garage waiting for a tune up. There are unexplored trails and promised missions yet to be started. And that's just one of the should-dos on the should-do-list that have yet to be checked.
I have been finding time to do some of the little things, though. Neglecting this blog and entering a vegetable-like state on the couch each night means I'm pretty much caught up on my Netflix queue: I've watched through the full three seasons of Arrested Development again in anticipation of the relaunch-slash-reboot whatever on this coming Sunday. And (actually) prying myself away from the television, I've been reading some interesting books: I've been digging my way through World War Z again, listening to The Stand audio-book, and I've actually kinda gotten into the Tarzan series — I'd never read it before — which I somehow discovered on my Kindle a few weeks ago. Not to mention that I've been storming my way through some assorted philosophy and history non-fiction, too.
So, I'm not entirely unproductive, I guess. Just scattered. Rambling.
And my coffee is gone now, too.