so i'm starting the new year with at least 1 resolve almost accomplished...a cozy meditation corner. i have a closet in my studio that's 10' x 7' and crammed with junk. well, mostly junk....suitcases, duffels, tote bags (7 at last count. i love tote bags!), old clothes, new clothes, clothes that will NEVER ever ever fit me again. you get the point. anyway, i've been looking for a womb-like spot to put a comfy chair-for-one. somewhere just for me. where i can shut the door and meditate, read, sketch, whatEVER. so last night i cleared out the clothes that will never ever fit. then i took the spring/summer stuff down to an extra closet in stepdaughter's room. (she has the bigger bedroom of the 2 downstairs, but is never here. short-sighted on our part when we moved in, but it's kept the loud boys from congregating overnight here, as the stepson's room is teeny). then, i russian doll-ed the totes, suitcases & duffels...one inside the other inside the other. i have some memorabilia from my reporter days that i still am not ready to part with, so that will go into the closet downstairs, or to mom's attic with the rest of my lifestash (she has stuff from kindergarten stored in her attic!). i cleared a space on some shelves to the left, ruthlessly regarding each sweater & turtleneck ...stay or go? i love sweaters as much as tote bags, and had over 100 sweaters at one point in my packrat life. in search of cozy - that's me. even had a cat named CozyCat once. back to the closet. so now i have an area about 3' wide, with shelves to womb-up in. just need a comfy chair. i had moved a cedar chest from the foot of our bed into the closet when we ensconced diva dog in her palace. i may leave it in there - nice foot rest. i think i may try to find one of those small, foldable papasan chairs that look like a giant contact lens. stepdaughter had one that she HAD TO HAVE and has only used twice, so i may ask her if she's done NEEDING it. or i may look for something new. the point is, i feel happy about this little corner that's mine mine mine. it makes me smile, and i haven't even vacuumed it yet! **so onto the job offer....i got a call yesterday with a "testing the waters" offer to do a morning radio show. knowing the station, and the state of radio locally, i'm fairly certain the money won't be tempting. that was the detail they didn't have handy. trying instead to see what i make now. i'm way past the "fame & glory of doing morning drive radio," having done it on & off for the past 17 years, so it truly is about the money. it must be compelling money to make me get up 5 mornings a week and be all perky & funny at 5am. there's something, once again, tempting about working 5am-9am then having the rest of the day free, but experience tells me that you're too doggone tired to do anything meaningful....like drive a car or grocery shop. so again, Show Me The Money. i've known my potential co-host for most of my radio career, and we work very well together....having been around long enough that neither has to climb the other's back to further a career...both too tired! so stay tuned for that episode. i really am quite happy where i am, though. i can call in sick (like today) and no one has to jump through hoops to find a replacement. ** the other of this post is the "dry" part. creatively. i can't remember when i've gone this long without creating...or even having an inkling. i took out a small cupboard thingie and gessoed it to prepare for distressing, and there it sits weeks later. i have a doll cut out and sewn together, and there she sits all nekked and chilly. but oddly, i'm not stressing about it. i should be, i suppose. i should also be trying to figure out how to get my CD or contact sheet in front of a few gallery people. that one is a job for today, i think. but creatively, i am singularly uninspired and uninterested. and not cranky about it. hunh. i'll just go with the non-flow, i guess, and follow upstream to see where the dam is. but i'm not feeling like it's an urgent thing. maybe it's just time to rest. maybe i've fallen into a lazy torpor. but i feel right about taking a creative break, so i won;t force it. can't anyway! saturday i head to the Scweinfurth to see the final days of Art=Quilts=Art with my friend Kathy. that ought to dislodge something. i always end up in tears at that exhibit. the beauty and creativity of some of these works just catches me. i'll report back. meanwhile...i'm still on my quest for Lance Armstrong for my vet. anyone? Buhler? so off to shower and carry diva to the p-a-r-k so she can poo. she WILL NOT go in her own yard, and it's been a few degrees below zero the past night, and today is not looking much better. this is the most frustrating part of her care. and i love her. i'm going back in my closet now. linda
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