I started the weekend off in a funk. Oh, not so much of a funk that I couldn't function (funk-tion... lol), but I was definitely in a funked-up place.
I talked to Mom on Saturday morning, which always helps. She's seen and done so much in her life, she always has a wise word or an understanding ear or just finds a way to commiserate. And, of course, Hubs is always supportive. But this was something I needed to find a way out of from within myself. To get zen*.
Yesterday morning, Hubs and I went for a walk. We did the loop, wandering the leaf-covered roads, looking at the lake, and enjoying the quiet of our neighborhood on a Sunday morning.
After lunch, I did some baking. Peeling and slicing apples, adding them to cranberries and sugars and cinnamon to make the base. Cutting together flour and sugars and oats and butter to make the crumbly topping. Throw it in the oven and 40 minutes later, out pops heaven. What could be more zen than that?
While it was cooling, Hubs and I went fishing. It was a gorgeous fall day. The lake was like glass. The site was devoid of other people. Just us and our bobbers, basically feeding the little fishies who were too small to catch but were happily devouring our worms. Total zen.
By the time we got home, I didn't feel like cooking dinner. Hubs made himself a bowl of fruits and granola. I had apple cranberry crisp with ice cream. (Hubs had that, too, but it was dessert for him. LOL)
Despite the time change, we stayed up and watched our Sunday night shows - Miss Scarlet and the Duke, followed by Magpie Murders. (I'm pretty sure I figured out the whodunnit on that last one, but I won't say what it is in case anyone else is watching. We'll find out if I'm right next week, I think.)
This morning, I'm feeling pretty zen. We'll see if that holds up. I'm gonna try and make it hold up. I am centered. I am calm. I am wearing my Teflon force field - nothing sticks and nothing penetrates. Ohmmmm.
And if I keep telling myself that, maybe it'll be true. LOL
*I'm probably using that word wrong. I don't care. That's how zen I am. =op
Zen is zen and you got it. S'all good. Yay for walks, yummy goodies, and fishing. You're right! What can be more zen than all that. I'm still looking for some zen.ReplyDelete
I want standard time year 'round. 'Nuff said.
There's a Blood Moon overnight. Portent of things to come? Now I have to decide whether to feature BLOOD MOON or BLOOD & FIRE tomorrow on my blog. Both are centered around Blood Moon challenges in the Moonstruck world. Heck, maybe I'll feature both since Hannah isn't much of a cook. 🤣🤣🤣
Woke up and decided to blow off Wallyworld trip today. I'll go tomorrow either after I vote or before. Polling place is more or less on the way. I will be voting, no matter what. And who knows, if I can figure out dinner for tomorrow night, I might put it off until Wednesday.
Okay, time to get something done. Not sure what, but something. Hope your week stays zen! Later, tater.
Yay for finding your zen! That's a struggle these days.ReplyDelete
Ohmmmm. Here's to good feelings sticking with us!
Nope. The day took my zen, threw it on the floor, stomped it into goo, and threw it in the toilet.ReplyDelete
Oh no! I hate days like that. I hope your zen comes back tomorrow.ReplyDelete