Inner Doodles

Tomorrow is the first day of school. It is the first day of the 2020-2021 school year. It is also the first day of Planned Online School. (Planned meaning that instead of a makeshift emergency couple of hours, we now have a purposefully planned out full day.) I feel like I'm waiting in line for a roller coaster. Except I hate roller coasters. I want to like them. I do. I've waited in several lines, psyching myself up for the ride. Every time I get to the front, I check out. I then wait dutifully by the pink-flowered bushes for my friends to have the time of their lives while I avoid the bees who so love the pink-flowered bushes.  The one ride I did manage to get on was the Jurassic Park River Adventure Ride at Universal, Florida. You couldn't see the drop while you waited in line. It was supposedly like the log flume. I knew there was a plunge at the end, but everyone insisted it wasn't that bad. So I waited in line. As I got closer, my heart pounded, but I made it into

"The band of evil LEGOs are in hot pursuit! Assume your positions!" Raphael of the TMNT commands. "Take the high ground! Arm your weapons, speed meditate if you must, but then be on guard. We don't attack first, but we won't let them win," Sgt. Halo adds.  "Hey, you're not in charge," Raph comments.  Dust from the Mega Blok vehicle makes Sgt. Halo sneeze. "Quiet!" Raph snarls. "Sorry..." Sgt. Halo mumbles. "Shhh!!!" the entire team forcefully shushes, exuding spittle onto Captain Mom's glasses. Unnecessary, she thinks to herself.  ( Captain Mom whispers to First Mate: What do we do when the LEGOs get here?)  (First Mate GLARES) (CM: What?) (FM gives a PROLONGED GLARE) (CM's eyes shift from side to side) (FM: I ALREADY TOLD YOU! WE ATTACK!) (CM: Right, right, right.) "Here they come!" Sgt. Halo screams. "Arrrrrrrggggghhhhh!" yell the miscreants aboard the LEGO car. They sound a bit like G

 We have Disney+ and life as we know it will never be the same.  END TRANSMISSION

New School Year's Resolutions All About Me: I will forgive myself.  I will allow myself to feel like garbage and hide under the blankets until an adorable stuffed wolf (or otherwise) comes to cheer me up. I will let them cheer me up. All About Others: I will forgive those around me. (Even if, and particularly if, I feel that they're in the wrong. Everyone is hurting. Everyone.) I will listen. I will share. All About the World: I will take each day as it comes. Post Script: Remember to cut my nails on a regular basis. Remember to stretch after exercising and keep exercising. (NOT: I did it today! Now I don't have to for another ... month...)  Remember that creativity helps even if I reeeaaallly don't want to pick up that pencil or walk allllllll the way over there to turn on the keyboard. What will you do? END TRANSMISSION

Mental Note: Must not engage in politics to a level that is detrimental to my health. Teaching kindness and speaking my mind in small capacities still makes a difference. Activism takes many forms, it's not always crucial to be on the front lines every waking moment. But also... shouldn't go AWOL and hide in my closet for days.  Self care: Bubble Baths Lighted Candles Phone Chat with a Good Friend (avoid conversations involving topics that make my blood boil) Doodle END TRANSMISSION