Good Morning Video’s and Instagram

I pledge to you  "Year 2019”  that I will try my best to write here everyday.   Although some days may turn out to merely be an accounting of the day,  my primary goal is to create a story, a story of the year I spent in 2019. 

Wednesday, January 2 - Mostly cloudy, high in the 40’s.

I had a good night’s sleep!  Believe me, that is worth mentioning.  I am not a good sleeper.  Perhaps it had something to do with being quite active yesterday and the fresh ocean air. 

I have gotten into a routine of taking a “Good Morning” video of the outside thermometer and posting it into my daily instagram stories.  I usually add a little piece of music to the video.  
I also post  a “Remains of the day” video with music too.  Apparently, some people like to see these videos because they get about 40 views a day.  For me that’s pretty good.  
I am lyndagrace on Instagram.

Other than write here, as of this moment that’s about all I have done.    It’s 9:00 a.m. , time to get the day started.  

I have started to keep a chronicle of my mundane daily routine.  I am using an app. called “Chronicle”.

I recorded every little thing we did.  By doing that, I have realized is that there is no such thing as doing nothing.    

January 1 2019 - My Pledge

I pledge to you  "Year 2019”  that I will try my best to write here everyday.   Although some days may turn out to merely be an accounting of the day,  my primary goal is to create a story, a story of the year I spent in 2019.

January 1, 2019 - A mild and breezy 61℉


Among my first conscious, and groggy thoughts this morning was a feeling of wanting to do better.
You know the usual, unattainable goals, like, “I’m going to go for a walk every day, and drink more water.”
It’s already 9:00 and I haven’t walked very far.  I’ve gone from the bedroom to the kitchen for a cup of tea and then to the sofa, which is where I am now.  My “Fitbit” says that’s 317 steps.  I’m sure that’s not what I meant when I mused about daily walks. And I suppose tea shouldn’t count towards my water intake, should it?

Other thoughts were more lofty, like being more patient with and kind to others,  especially Ross.
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I have goals pertaining to my obsessive hobby, which is, if you don’t know, knitting.  I will just broadly categorize it as “Mindful Knitting”.  Perhaps I will dedicate a post just to that one.

THE DAY

I think it has been passed down to me through DNA that New Year’s day should be a day of cleaning.

Something about starting off the year with a clean house, fresh linens, and an empty laundry basket means a fresh start.

So that’s what I did for the first part of the day.  

Ross, Aunt Dolores and I went to Wally’s on the island (Long Beach Island) for lunch.  The day was unseasonably warm.  

After lunch we went up to see the ocean.  

We got home at about 4:00 and I crashed out.  I worked on a pair of socks

while we semi-binged the Showtime show “Escape from Dannemora”.  We still have 3 episodes left.  I found it to be way too dragged out.  There are 7 episodes, that’s over 6 hours of video.  the story could have been told in 3.

So that was our day.

                                          Oh, and my final Fitbit stats:

I DID IT! I wrote something.  I’m proud of myself.

Simply Black and White

I’m not going to start off by apologizing for neglecting you.  I’ve done that far too many times before.   And obviously I’ve made promises that I do not keep.

So, instead I will promise you that today I have thoughts that I will share.

I’ve been struggling for the past few months with a feeling of uneasiness.  I can’t be more specific than that with emotion identification.   I suppose I can color it gray.

Our little Maltese puppy, Rico passed away five months ago.

Rico was a fluffy cotton white, with eyes, nose and lips black as coal.

For the past 17 years, we were a trio.   Ross, Rico and I.

Perhaps my mysterious feelings of gray are as simple as black and white.