Balance

There is an oft used phrase which experts deploy. So much so that it verges on being cliché!! "Life is a balancing act.". For we juggle work, children, plus downtime.... Often throughout one hectic day!! Being clumsy, I have never been blessed with good balancing skills!! As a child, we used to partake in gymnastics. Whenever our strict, martial-arts-master-at-heart instructor "encouraged" me on the balance beam, I would panic!! Literally!! Especially regarding their dreaded highest beam. I would say, my heart rapidly pounding, voice squealing, "I can't!! No"!! To which our "Karate Kid"-like teacher curtly responded: "Never say can't!!" He was less patient and gentle than the middle-aged man who worked alongside us for several years. And yet, you wonder why I love "old guys"? Well, for reasons beyond my comprehension, I've never forgotten this instructor, whose guts--at the time--I hated. I have recently surprised myself. How so? Because. If life truly is a balancing act, then I can walk that high bean--confidently, for the most part--without falling!! To explain, I am freakin' busy right now!! Rose, of course, receives quality time. She will telepathically communicate with me by licking my fingers, and softly whining when I have been a bit preoccupied!! Mama!! Oh, Mama!! Need. Attention. NOW!! I own a pushy little girl. And I love it!! I attempt to maintain Beautifully Unique twice a week, keeping fresh stories about Rose coming. I soar through Blogville, making the rounds, always, always, always glad that I'd stopped by my dear Friends' Web sites!! Oh!! And my "people" Blogs which I have discovered along the way? I feel equally glad whenever I'm reading/commenting on them!! And then there is my "Secretive Writing Project". Whew!! I have balance--as I'm being pulled and stretched like some rubber band--but I will not snap apart. For twain reasons. Because I have already snapped apart. Countless times. And, because God will not give me more than I can handle!! Life is good.... I was reading someone's Blog earlier this morning. She posted five interesting queries, plus personal answers. So!! Because my life seems freakin' busy. Because all I want to do is work on that "Secretive Writing Project". Hopefully, it will be complete sometime in May!! Because stories about Rose have temporarily been dammed up. I thought that we could do something fun today. I will post the questions from this Blog. Give my answers. And, in comment form, you can share yours!! Ready?                 

 

1. What was the most productive thing you have done this week? I have worked late, late, late at night on my "Secretive Writing Project". Apparently, creative "Brain Juices" flow like some mighty raging river in the wee morning hours!! Needless to mention, I have made progress on it!!
2. Enjoying the winter or ready for spring? Spring is my very favorite season!! I love the warmer weather, blossoming flowers, singing birds, rainbows, hailstorms, thunder/lightning.... I oft suffer from headaches and/or minor asthma attacks during Spring, which has only occurred recently. Nonetheless. I still love that season!!
3. Are you an introvert or extrovert? Is your spouse the same as you? Interesting question. Firstly, I am not married. I don't have a boyfriend, either!! I am an extrovert. After all, here have been some deeply personal life details which I've shared on Beautifully Unique!! However. I crawl into an imaginary turtle shell during most social gatherings!! Because I'm so weird, I guess. So, I suppose this qualifies me as being both? I am a mutt!!
4. Would you rather go without music or television for 1 year? Hmmm. Music--especially anything with rhythm--is somehow therapeutic to me!! But, then again, I have never really been much of a television watching person. So. I do not have an answer to this query!!
5. Have you ever been truly scared of someone? Yes. Well, he made me feel uncomfortable, anyway!! Does that count? Several years ago, my youngest brother and I used to play "baseball" on our neighborhood Elementary School's field. We met and befriended several diverse people. Including a rough-around-the-edges neighbor. My "watch-out-this-dude-is-dangerous" intuition tingled, like Spidey Senses. He was often seen--and heard!!--running across the street after his canine, shouting expletives. My intuition, I would later learn, was wrong. Very, very, very wrong. One afternoon, we talked. Well, he talked. I had no idea what this guy had lived through!! His only daughter--who I'd already met--had Cerebral Palsy. Beautiful girl. Phaedra has truly impacted my life!! This guy talked--with the F-bomb spoken literally every other word--opening up to me, as though I were some licensed therapist. And I listened. As a sheltered Home-schooled then-21-year old, I had never heard the F-bomb spoken so freely before. But, I looked past that. Because this guy desperately needed a therapy session. Afterward, we were friends!!

 

Alright. Your turn!! I think that this is going to be fun!!