Well, Mom's 65th birthday and my brother's 36th birthday were this week. We're celebrating their birthdays tomorrow.... hmmmmm.... today. My friend, Bear, has been helping me to make a box for mom (in which my brother, his kids, and I will write things about mom to put in the box). As of this moment, the box is finished. I have a good coat of tung oil on all parts of the box.
I'm not sure why I can't seem to get things done in advance. There's really no reason why I should be up at one in the morning finishing a project that I have known about for a month. I spend a lot of time "examining" my life. And, one consistent problem I have is dealing with a schedule. There's a lot of different angles to the word "schedule." But, all involve me going outside of my normal "routine." My normal "routine" is having no schedule, not knowing what day, week, month or year it is. I usually have problems remembering how old I am. I don't do so well if I can't stay within the peramiters of knowing absolutely nothing concerning time.
As strange as it may sound, time is my biggest enemy. It's been at least a decade since I wore a watch. I have an oven that has a digital time on it. It continually blinks because I refuse to set it. I have a "clock" on my phone, which I have intentionally set to the wrong time (which, by the way, is not easy to do). I have also managed to find a way for my computer to lack the knowledge to tell me what time/date/year it is (also, not easy to do).
Despite each Christmas, when I get at least three calendars, I continue to refuse to recognize dates, months, ect.
"Timelessness" is the only way I know how to survive. And I'm pretty happy when I can remain in that "realm" of time, lack there of. I guess everyone has their own way of living. I suppose avoiding time is a little different then how most persons "cope" with life.
When I'm with my family.......... the best family ever!!!!.... I find myself reminding them that I'm not use to being on a schedule, and I'm REALLY not used to talking to persons all day long. I always have to tell mom, " Mom, you have to remember, I often go days without talking to anyone.... accept Bean, my dog."
It still amazes me how much persons say, "You mean you go a whole day without talking to anyone?"
Of course, I say to them, "You mean you talk to persons all the time? You have to talk to someone everyday? That must be awful!!!!!"
I'm guessing I'm the stranger one out of most human beings. But, hey, i like to talk to you folks!
cheers, bird
