more random premenstrual brainspew
Apr. 15th, 2012 07:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
floatingleafMother Nature is still playing cat & mouse with me, making me feel like my period has already started - only to pull back an hour or so later, turning it into a false alarm. I hate when that happens. I was hoping I would not have to call in sick to work this time, since it has been "already starting" since yesterday - but no such luck, it seems. And I have already taken two days off this month... *sigh* (My total of available vacation/sick and personal days for the year is 24 - and taking into account that I usually need one every month when my period hits, there isn't much of actual "vacation" at my disposal at all...)
Anyway... I will probably crash in a few hours, but for now, I am still more or less in working order, and I don't even have to cook, since I did that last night. Which, of course, means that I can post.:) And I just randomly thought of the long-forgotten 30-day meme.:D Which, in my case, looks more like a 30-year meme, since the latest installment I posted was in October 2011 (and I wrote a total of THREE installments that year). Oh well. That probably tells you something about the typical speed with which I go about things.;) So if you're a "fast-paced" kind of person, you'd probably do well not to waste your time with me. Which, in that case, you most likely aren't doing anyway.:P
But back to the meme. If you have no clue what the whole thing is about, click on the tag at the bottom of this post to see previous entries. You are also heartily welcome to "steal" the meme, since I would love to read other poeple's responses to it. Meanwhile, though, here's my next entry:
I had no ideas for this one in a long time - because what, exactly, IS a moment?... "A moment" can be anything - and when faced with too many choices, I usually draw a blank. But I sort of thought it should be something random and unexpected, yet meaningful - and I think this qualifies. As I was walking back to the train station after my chiropractic appointment yesterday, I passed a woman standing at a pedestrian crossing - waiting for someone, presumably, or just waiting to cross the street - and when I drew up to her, she smiled at me. Now, I'm probably making this sound like random strangers never ever smile at me, and so the first time it happens becomes a big event.:D That is not quite the case... but, to be perfectly honest, I have to admit that it's rare enough to become noteworthy. Of course, checkout clerks and other salespeople smile at me, because they're supposed to; and elderly men sometimes do too, because they seem to be the specific demographic group that still has some aesthetic appreciation for middle-aged women.;) But other categories of people do so quite rarely - and so those instances are pleasantly surprising. The woman in question was about my age, very casually dressed, with a kind, open face. I was walking with my headphones on, in step with the music, face tilted slightly upwards, basking in the late morning light (the sky was overcast, but there was pale, pearly sunlight peaking through the clouds) - and as we smiled at each other, some sort of understanding passed between us. I think she was acknowledging my enjoyment of the walk, the weather and the music; my silent realization of how much better this was than just driving around in a car, and how such little, seemingly trivial daily activities can become a way to express ourselves as human beings. Or maybe that was all in my head; maybe she wasn't thinking those things at all. But it felt like she was, and so I smiled back, happy to share this moment of comprehension...
Btw, this reminds me of another moment when a stranger smiled at me; he was a black guy, quite young and gorgeous, and I almost did an instinctive double-take when I glanced at his face as he walked by. That was when he smiled. But his smile said: "I'm sexy and I know it, and you're not the first middle-aged woman to look at me that way". Which is not a message I am really interested in receiving, so to speak. *snort* And so I was content to just walk by, and to never see him again...
Well... that's enough randomness for one post, methinks. I am quite hungry for some reason (I ate not that long ago), and I have a headache - but it feels so good to be able to write, to have the words flow out of me without too much effort. It doesn't happen very often these days...
Anyway... I will probably crash in a few hours, but for now, I am still more or less in working order, and I don't even have to cook, since I did that last night. Which, of course, means that I can post.:) And I just randomly thought of the long-forgotten 30-day meme.:D Which, in my case, looks more like a 30-year meme, since the latest installment I posted was in October 2011 (and I wrote a total of THREE installments that year). Oh well. That probably tells you something about the typical speed with which I go about things.;) So if you're a "fast-paced" kind of person, you'd probably do well not to waste your time with me. Which, in that case, you most likely aren't doing anyway.:P
But back to the meme. If you have no clue what the whole thing is about, click on the tag at the bottom of this post to see previous entries. You are also heartily welcome to "steal" the meme, since I would love to read other poeple's responses to it. Meanwhile, though, here's my next entry:
I had no ideas for this one in a long time - because what, exactly, IS a moment?... "A moment" can be anything - and when faced with too many choices, I usually draw a blank. But I sort of thought it should be something random and unexpected, yet meaningful - and I think this qualifies. As I was walking back to the train station after my chiropractic appointment yesterday, I passed a woman standing at a pedestrian crossing - waiting for someone, presumably, or just waiting to cross the street - and when I drew up to her, she smiled at me. Now, I'm probably making this sound like random strangers never ever smile at me, and so the first time it happens becomes a big event.:D That is not quite the case... but, to be perfectly honest, I have to admit that it's rare enough to become noteworthy. Of course, checkout clerks and other salespeople smile at me, because they're supposed to; and elderly men sometimes do too, because they seem to be the specific demographic group that still has some aesthetic appreciation for middle-aged women.;) But other categories of people do so quite rarely - and so those instances are pleasantly surprising. The woman in question was about my age, very casually dressed, with a kind, open face. I was walking with my headphones on, in step with the music, face tilted slightly upwards, basking in the late morning light (the sky was overcast, but there was pale, pearly sunlight peaking through the clouds) - and as we smiled at each other, some sort of understanding passed between us. I think she was acknowledging my enjoyment of the walk, the weather and the music; my silent realization of how much better this was than just driving around in a car, and how such little, seemingly trivial daily activities can become a way to express ourselves as human beings. Or maybe that was all in my head; maybe she wasn't thinking those things at all. But it felt like she was, and so I smiled back, happy to share this moment of comprehension...
Btw, this reminds me of another moment when a stranger smiled at me; he was a black guy, quite young and gorgeous, and I almost did an instinctive double-take when I glanced at his face as he walked by. That was when he smiled. But his smile said: "I'm sexy and I know it, and you're not the first middle-aged woman to look at me that way". Which is not a message I am really interested in receiving, so to speak. *snort* And so I was content to just walk by, and to never see him again...
Well... that's enough randomness for one post, methinks. I am quite hungry for some reason (I ate not that long ago), and I have a headache - but it feels so good to be able to write, to have the words flow out of me without too much effort. It doesn't happen very often these days...
