Catching up is as easy as creating a new habit. I read once that a habit is . . . Well, you can look up the definition. And here's an interesting place to learn about habits and how to make them stick. http://jamesclear.com/three-steps-habit-change I'm making a habit of catching up by blogging something everyday. I spend equal amounts of time reading all the posts I missed. You won't believe the time I've spent commenting on the blogs I follow. It's done in sessions. It's easy if you set a timer. Your neck and back won't spasm out if you time yourself. Speaking of necks and backs . . . My new chair with special lumbar support arrived today. JC put it together for me. Well, he tried. Parts C, D and the headrest are missing! Parts C and D attach the seat to the base.
A call to Amazon support showed me how grumpy and intolerant I am when I'm in pain, and the person on the other end of the line does not speak English well. I'm sensitive when dealing with others who have language barriers, seeing as how people often have problems with my own accent. I try to speak succinctly and slowly, but even the cats avoid me when I'm in pain, and I have to do something I don't want to do anyway. Feeling put out because most of the parts to the chair I need are missing, felt like a license to be rude when "Alan" had me repeat "parts C, D, and the headrest are missing" three times, and he wanted me to say it a fourth. I lose my temper maybe three times a year. I'm trying to break the habit because it's just wrong, I always feel awful after, and it's just not right. Practice still makes perfect. The more I write the stronger my muscles become.
I hope you aren't as tired of looking at these postcards as I am. There are lessons to be learned here, right? Boy, will I be glad when the lesson learned becomes a habit. Three finished postcards are in the Out Box.
This Charley Harper postcard is as graphic as it gets. It's one of my favorite. I like everything about it, down to the poop on the pilings.
All the postage I ordered came today! I used the first space themed stamp on a letter I wrote last year. I have a habit of writing letters and misplacing them; there are "wait until the next day" or "letters that require a cooling off period" before sending too, so I opened this one just to be sure. I've lost enough pen pals. Turns out it's a Christmasy letter. Oh! Maybe I should wait and send it as part of my "Christmas in July?"
I bought this for a pen friend last year then decided the message was meant for me all along. I tend to let the yesterdays of losing pen pals use up enough of my postal todays. May I never mention the losses again, and cherish the pen friends that remain. Most of you know about the recent floods our area has been plagued with, so allow me to tell you this: A woman's home was flooded. Everything was lost. She didn't wast time letting yesterday take up too much of her today; the family got busy cleaning up and preparing to rebuild. She told a news reporter, "The next thing I knew, a group of Mormons showed up and started working." We're making a lot of lemonade in Texas lately.