Day 77 – March 18, 2019
Things My Father Said – VJ’s Weekly / Haze – Pic to Words / Makeshift – FOWC / Bold – RDP / Laugh – WODC / Day 18 – Spiky Monthly Squares
What is it with the evenings nowadays? I got something in my mind grapes that I need to squeeze out. I leave work and get home around 3:30 most days and what it feels like only 30 minutes pass, it’s almost time to head to sleep. It’s not like there is that much going on now that should make time fly. Really. The kids are gone, I cook some dinner and relax a bit, and work on the days post. Not less than just 5 – 6 years ago I was coaching or refereeing the kids soccer games, attending and/or running meetings, directing or performing in shows, and the nights seemed to stretch out enough to pack everything in comfortably. Now? Now I have no idea how it was possible. It really boggles my mind. I am not writing for a laugh, I am really confused by this. My dad would always tell me that I need to slow things down because before you know it everything will be running as if it were on fast forward. I thought, yeah ok. But there is so much truth in that. Another thing my father would tell me is to not play with fire, both literally and figuratively, so it only figures that I am using these photos to weave the story together. I was just mesmerized by the dancing flames on top of the gas stove. I actually probably took more photos than a person should. What is one to do. And that has nothing to do with the angsty first part of this post. Just a couple of bold, makeshift topics in an attempt to tie it all neatly together. Well maybe not so neatly. As my father would say, “Son, what the hell are you talking about?”
Proscenium 
Perhaps that is why I find some peace in this project. It forces me to take a step outside. Also probably drives the motivation to post everyday. I know if I don’t it will become one of those “I’ll get to it” tasks that find their way at the bottom of the list getting put off until it loses its meaning.
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In a haze… I hear that.
Sometimes, it helps to create your way out of it, to write it out, photograph it, take the feeling inside you and place it outside you, so you can mull it over, try and figure it out, from a different perspective.
Sometimes it doesn’t. Or doesn’t seem to. At the time.
It’s all processing. In the quiet inside, you’re processing it. Working it. Finding a way to clarity.
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Your dad’s like my dad though he’s not in the military. I appreciate all his advice and wisdom he shared after he was gone. I remember him telling me to wait til I have my own kids. I’m a bit handful when I was young. 😁
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Which is very ironic because that is what I am telling my kids now. And there were and still are quite the handful.
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So very true! Someday, they’ll figure it out.
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Your dad was wise 🙂
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I never knew where he got it until my kids came around! 🥴
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hee hee!!
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I feel a very similar thing. It’s in disbelief when I look back just a couple of years, and the ask how on earth did I do all that? Today I can spend a whole day at home doing nothing and suddenly it’s bedtime and I haven’t a clue where the hours have gone! 🙂
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That’s my weekend! Saturday’s I get up much earlier than I ever have, let the dog out, grab some breakfast, watch a little tv and before I know it it’s 2pm. Just what? How?
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I’m with you. With no kids in the house, the night just flies by. It’s the weirdest thing. Being an empty nester is difficult but it gets easier. The older I get, the faster the time goes. I know you probably feel the same way.
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Too fast. Especially the weeks. Starts a little slow but come weds thurs I’m like what? How? I do miss the activity, but I think it’s compounded by my job change which took me away from soo much after school everyday activities. I leave at the end of the day, every day as soon as school is out. That doesn’t help slow things done much. You’d think it was the opposite, but no, I guess I’m just doing so much that it feels time is stretching in order to get it done.
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I get that. Lots of stuff but maybe not as fulfilling when your children are gone.
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So true!
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Ha ha ha – I bet you were a real stirrer at home. Was your Dad a no-nonsense kind of guy?
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Yup. Military Officer so yeah you can say that. Although his job kept him away a lot but when he was home I guess he wanted to make sure we knew his expectations and that if we wronged mom we would not be getting away with it. I was a tad accident prone as well, so he may have been a little overly cautious/protective with me. 😳
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Oh, I had a military Dad as well – we got the drills, lol.
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Yes, yes we did!
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I got it. I used to tear the roads up looking for things to do after work or school.
Now? Not a chance.
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Right? If I’m not crashing as soon as I get home, I sure as heck am not looking for things to do, except couch surfing.
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