Frozen Nowhere

Starting over and learning to love MY life…

Four days Away…

July31

Four days Away…

I want to write about the first vacation I took my kids on.
I want to write about my time with Serin.
I want to write.
But…
Well… previous attempts at detailing previous trips to visit with Serin have been rather… well…. boring. Not that that is an unusual thing, it seems that I have issues with trying to find my “voice” in my writing. I write too much detail, I try to keep the good snippets alive by writing out EVERY LAST boring thing, I never seem to have any point, and the entries seem to be endless blathering nonsense that no one cares about.
And with the struggles of the last 2 years, leaving my marriage, feeling the need to distance myself from my former friends, having taken a huge break from my online journaling, and feeling really shy about the mistakes I made during these things, I have felt the lack of support and feedback keenly. As I make my attempts to push myself back out into the world, to reconnect and connect to people, both online and offline, I am finding the need to try more and more to make friends.
And you can’t make friends with long boring blog posts. No one wants to read that. 
Seriously? I can’t imagine a way to make people understand the dynamic between Serin and I (although, dude and I really need to find a way to make an audioblog/podcast of the kind of conversations we have while driving around the damned province (or getting lost, or yelling at the GPS)…
So… I will write for myself, but not for public consumption…
Hell… I’m trying to win friends, not scare people off with my grand verbosity…
So… yeah… survived. YAY.
The end? 

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*Tweet* *Tweet*

July21
Pam’s Communication Manifesto :)

(Still not really liking the formatting with the post from GoogleDocs option… if I put a space between paragraphs I find the spaces too big (ie, double or triple spacing)  if I type normally then there is NO space between paragraphs… trying to find a happy medium here)… 
 
 So… yeah… I’m a Twitterer.
 Shocking, eh?

I don’t do Facebook so much. I mean, I have a Facebook account. I check it once a day, generally just to see if Reg has poked me. I don’t really use it as an everyday thing. I don’t obsess about how many friends I have there, I don’t really leave messages there or comment on anything on Facebook. I just don’t feel that a lot of value can be gleened from knowing the kind of things that my friends have to say on FaceBook. I will respond if someone leaves me a personal message, but for the most part I update my status once a month, I poke Reg once a day, and I spend less than 10 minutes a week on FaceBook.

I feel like I should qualify that kind of thing to people who contact me on FaceBook…Sort of a standard disclaimer for FaceBook:

 
 “You can add me to your friends list if you want, but I don’t really DO FaceBook. Do not send me flowers, cards or surveys, because I don’t do them. Do not ask me to join your army or mafia group, or play any social games under you in some sort of social media pyramid scheme because I won’t do it. Do not expect me to join your favourite fan pages, sign your online petition, or become a member of your online interest. I’m just not that into Facebook”

I don’t want to come off like a bitch or something… I know a lot of people (including my MOTHER) are obsessed with FaceBook as the be-all and end-all of internet or social contact media stuff. But I’m not one of them.

Sorry.

I know it annoys my mother, because she would like to know more about my life (particularily my uncertain love life) but I just don’t do it.

If you want to interact with me, there are other, more reliable ways to do it:
  • phone. I might hate phoning people, but I usually answer the phone if I recognize your number. I am more than willing to talk on the phone, and you’re more likely to get an immediate response since I always have my cell with me.

  • text. Again, I always have my cell with me, and so I tend to respond to text messages. I treat texts as less immediate than the phone, and will often wait until my lunch break or after work to respond to things

  • email. I check my email at least 2 times a day, so I am almost always going to get anything emailed to me. I do not always respond IMMEDIATELY to email, as I have set a rule to try to respond within 24 hours of reading an email. This is required as a rule because otherwise theEx wants everything answered in an hour or less…which is fine for he-who-has-Blackberry, but not always so convienient for me.

  • Instant Messenger. I am most likely to respond to IM over a variety of programs — ICQ, AIM, MSN, GTalk, Y!, even FaceBook talk — if I am online. Because I spend “too much” time online when I am alone, this is likely the easiest way to get a hold of me (especially given that SaskTel can’t seem to allow my calls to go through when I am in my home half the time and they have no intention of looking into this issue because in their minds if I wanted things to work reliably I should have a home landline,which also (interestly enough) would be provided by THEM)

  • twitter. Yes, if I am online I have my Twitter on. And I will generally see things from both Twitter (and Facebook) there and respond.

I find it interesting that although I have about a billion ways for people to contact me, I am not really very social. I think its an effect of my personality… I am a friendly person but I don’t really feel all that comfortable in large groups and I am not a drinker so going out to party (in large groups of inebriated people) is not something I am going to be interested in doing. So most of the time I am lonely and wanting to find more people, but not ready to get out and randomly interact with people. I’m getting better, but I still have a long way to go.
 
Even though I try to be able to be contacted at any time, I do still have to set boundaries for these kinds of things!
 
  • If you EMAIL me please be aware that I check my email once a day, and I tend to prioritize things. If something is urgent I will email you right back as soon as I get it, although the response will be quick and to the point. For less urgent matters I will let the email sit for a day or two — but emailing me over and over asking if I got the first email (like theEx does) does NOT make me respond faster, it just annoys me.
  • I do not respond to chain-letters, “pass this on”, email petitions and the like. You will not get a response out of my by sending me things of that nature (unless I feel like playing along with a “get to know me better meme, and even that is rare). I also really dislike having a lot of “cute” things forwarded to me. If you want to send me a link to something, that’s fine, but email forwards are equivilant to chain letters in the mail.
  • I prefer to be contacted via instant messenger, I guess it feels more like a conversation than email. But if you are not one of my trusted contacts, you will need to identify yourself when you try to contact me. I put my informtion out for anyone to choose to contact me, but I do not just talk to anyone either.
  • I reserve the right to block anyone from my instant messenger accounts. I will not converse with anyone who is abusive, verbally attacks me, or otherwise makes me feel uncomfortable. I will (and HAVE) block anyone I deem it necessary, but if you get blocked by me, trying to verbally attack me into unblocking you via email, text messages, comments on my blog/LJ/OD, or other IM accounts will NOT force me to engage you in dialog.
  • Ways to get yourself blocked (if you want to do that):
    • name calling — anything that is negative or derogatory towards me (or anyone I consider my family) including racial slurs, comments about my sexuality, gender, religion.
    • sexual commentsI am not on the internet trolling for any sort of sexual conquests, and I am not online to help you indulge your sexual fantasies. If that is all you are after there are likely thousands of other women (or males pretending to be women, or computers pretending to be whatever it is that you’re looking for in exchange for some sort of monetary exchange) who will be thrilled to indulge you. I will not put up with comments on how horny you are, what you’d like to do with me, questions about my physical appearance or sexual preferences. And when I don’t respond to your requests or comments, you’re not going to win me over by calling me names. 
    • insulting my intelligence — just because I’m a “girl” or because I am Canadian instead of American, or I am Pagan and not christian, does not necessarily mean that I am less intelligent than anyone else.
    • try to convert me to your religion
  • I do not follow everyone who follows me on Twitter. If you follow me on Twitter and notice that I haven’t followed you back, email me directly, and if I check out your profile and I think that I might be interested in following you I will. I tend to be selective of the people I follow on Twitter so if you fall into one of these categories I will likely follow you:

    • I know you in my real life and consider you a friend

    • I have chatted with you online and consider you a friend

    • I subscribe to your RSS feed or regularily read your blog and like what I see there

    • I follow you on Open Diary or Live Journal

  • I regularly go through the people I follow on Twitter and unfollow people who I do not feel I am compatable with or if their tweets aren’t interesting to me. I generally unfollow people if they are ONLY trying to sell product, if they don’t tweet very often, if they are not someone I know or can maintain interest in.

  • I automatically block twitter accounts where there is no profile information at all, if they follow a ton of people but do not have any comments, if there is sexually suggestive picture for their avatar, if they appear to only be on twitter to get followers to sell something to, if there is blank avatar, if they seem to be tweeting a lot about politics or religion, if they have made verbally abusive comments to others in past tweets…

 
Basically, I have given myself permission to only communicate with those people that I WANT to talk to, and discard anyone who I consider abusive, abrasive, or otherwise would hurt my self in any way (other than theEx, whom I have to continue to communicate with for the simple reason that we have children together and he will be in my life for the rest of their lives). I have given myself permission to cut communication with anyone who makes me feel uncomfortable in any way, and to defend my boundaries as I see fit. I do not need to continue to communicate with people (other than my ex husband) that hurt me because I am worried about not being “nice” or like a “quiter”. I know that the people I am meant to be friends with will find me and that we can be mutually respectful even when we disagree on things… I do not need another negative relationship on my score card…
 
 
 

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Weekly Epiphanies!

July19
Weekly Epiphanies!
 
(Sorry about the weird formatting in the entries, I have been testing a way to post entries from work, which means that sometimes things are not quite how I imagine them. If anyone reads this, and has a blog on wordpress, let me know if you have any tips for getting posts to format nicely??? KThx!)
I have decided, since I see a lot of my favourite bloggers doing this, that I will start weekly traditions in my posting. I am hoping that that will push me to post a bit more often and get me back into the thrill of writing again.
Havi over at The Fluent Self has Friday Check ins (or chickens as GirlChild calls them)
Tova at the Secret Life of Tova Darling has Tova’s Totally Awkward Tuesdays
Sass at Are you Sassified? has Things I want Thursday
Jamie at Jamie Ridler Studios has Wishcasting Wednesdays…
 
Because I wanna be like the cool kids, but I can’t just play WITH them, I have decided to try to be more disciplined and have a weekly epiphanies post… probably on the weekend, because I get so busy on Fridays writing about them that I forget to post until Saturday mornings. And although I know that not many people read blogs on the weekends… well… I can’t seem to stop doing it and so I am just going to have to embrace the fact that I am a weekend poster and be good with that… and so should you (the invisible imaginary people to which I write).
Bear in mind that I have attempted to do similar things in the past… I have tried to do this type post on fridays to review my week (but stopped because I felt like I was not supposed to be mooching the idea)… and I had originally had a WTF Wednesday thing that I was doing, but they all got eaten and therefore NOT posted… and I had at one time had a schedule of podcasts that I was trying to do, but that dropped by the wayside after the third podcast (due to cloudiness of what I wanted it to be). So I am starting yet again with something more structured…
It seems that over the weeks I am doing the Decluttering Goddesses eCourse I have realized different things about myself and my life and other stuff that I sometimes feel the need to write about and remember… but never have the time. 
As I write this I am being distracted by the fact that I am feeling very sick (heart sick and sun sick) and lonely… and the neighbors upstairs have started their weekly SUNDAY ritual of pounding away to GarageBand so loudly I can barely HEAR myself think as they bang on the floor and holler to music above my head. So I’ll try to do my best through the pounding and the tears that are threatening to spill down my cheeks.
  • I need to get out of this place. I can’t continue to live like this, with neighbors above my head that slam doors and blare music and screech all hours of the night any night they feel like it. With a landlord who has no contact with me and no one who manages the property while he’s out of touch, its getting to be too much. Maybe I’m just too old and cranky. Yes, I’m a hermit for the most part, but I don’t need to live feeling trapped in my own space forever. 
  • I am the only one who can make me happy. As things progress or fail to progress with my relationship with Reg I am realizing that no man can be my be all or end all. I am not theEx, I obviously am not able to make friends as easily as I did before I married, and its going to take work to make those social connections. I have to be happy with myself, because the rate I’m going I will be spending more time alone than I will be spending with  my significant other. 
  • I don’t need to keep everything I ever owned. I do not need permission to buy things anymore. 
  • I can give myself permission not to try to maintain an interest in everything. I gave myself permission to quit pretending to care about doing altered books and artist trading cards.
  • I realized and renewed my interest in creative needlework. I had put aside my needlework for over 3 years… corresponding to the fatal downfall of my former marriage. I realized I LOVED creating cross stitch treasures, but when I stopped feeling comfortable in my homes, when I was “homeless” I stopped being able to sit still and create needlework for myself. It does not matter if I ever get them framed, its the process of creating something beautiful that I love. ANd I have every right to pick up a former hobby again…. 
  • I will get my passport.

Because I have run out of energy now, I am gonna quit for this week.

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Another week of declutter-ish-ness Stuff

July17

Another week of declutter-ish-ness Stuff


 

Well… I have to admit that I completely failed to keep up with the Divine Decluttering: Making Space for your Goddess to Shine. I just couldn’t keep up!! Having the kids home, working all day, trying to find time to spend with the kids (and Reg and HIS kids) in the evenings AND get all the housework done kinda left me feeling completely burnt out.

 

I got stuck in “OVERWHELM” and I just couldn’t get motivated to get out, I just didn’t know where to turn for that little extra PUSH I needed to move myself from “OMG WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS?” to “yes, I can do that”.

 

It isn’t as if I don’t have things packed up and ready to be disposed of…

 

It’s that I don’t want to just throw EVERYTHING in the trash to be dragged out to an eternity in a landfill. I mean, some of these things MIGHT be able to put to better use, right?


And THAT is where I got stuck with the decluttering aspect of things. That and just not feeling that I had enough TIME between babysitter, work, meals, clean up, family time, and sleep to take things OUT somewhere.

 

Time is a HUGE issue for me when I have the kids with me. Being a single parent (even if I am only parenting half time) means that my time is truncated even more than normal the weeks I have the kids with me. I don’t have the ability to just not cook a meal until late at night, because the kids are hungry. I don’t have the ability to leave the kitchen a disaster, because I know that the next night I will NEED to have a clean kitchen in order to make the NEXT set of meals. I can’t leave the kids alone in the house while I load up the car and dispose of things.

 

So these 2 weeks where the kids are with me, I have kinda let the overwhelm get me, and I have been doing more of the PLANNING thing.

 

Only…

 

I don’t know WHAT to do with a lot of my stuff.

 

 For instance:




  • Text books.


  •  Magazines.


  • craft supplies:



    • quilting/sewing


    • beading


    • book altering/ATC’s


    • knitting/crochet


    • leather work


    • embroidery


    • needlework/cross stitch


  • CDs.


  • Papers – reciepts, bank statements, pay stubs, tax returns, legal documents (several iterations), sentiments, kids’ art/school work… (GUILT GUILT GUILT)

 


I KNOW that I need to get rid of a lot of these things, and MORE (the kids’ toys? old airmattresses? makeup I don’t wear? plastic bags from the grocery store?) but there are a lot of things that would be “junk” and yet I don’t want to just fill up the landfill with these things either…

 

But more than just getting things OUT of my house… I need to stop bringing things IN.



  • I have stopped buying magazines


  •  reusable shopping bags


  • I go through the kids’ clothes every season (we have 4 here) and donate things they no longer wear (and that I no longer wear)


  • I am trying to find a way to get more books in eBook format, rather than print. I would LOVE a kindle (which unfortunately is not available here)


  • I have put a moratorium on purchase of blank books (sorta) and pens for myself and craft supplies for my daughter and cards (Yu-gi-oh, Pokemon) for my son


  • I got a cable package that includes movies, so I watch movies on tv rather than buying them


But I’m STILL having trouble NOT buying things… its very much like buying things fills up a void, its a habit of want rather than real needs… I don’t need more makeup, but when I’m bored and alone I buy it. There are TONS of things I buy when I don’t need… I just need to start realizing when I’m buying non-essentials and stop myself from filling up my space with more CRAP all the time…

 

But in a lot of ways its not that easy to DO…

 

Every day that I am alone I am bombarded with the messages that I should be doing better — I should  have MORE (and, seriously, seeing theEx’s new place with his ALL NEW FREAKING STYLISH FURNITURE (never mind the nice stuff he kept when we separated) really hurts me and makes me want things I know I don’t need), I should have a bigger car, I should have a home of my own with a yard and a garden, I should have nicer clothes, I should have nicer furniture…

 

My struggle to PROVE myself to the world is struggling with my desire to live a beautiful, clean and SIMPLE life.

 

I don’t really NEED more STUFF, I need more things that reflect ME as a person, that reflect the love that I have for myself, my kids, my cats, my boyfriend, my life…

 

I like simple, clean lines. I like functional. I like bright and clean and colourful.


If I had my way:



  •  I would have 2 couches, not 3 loveseats, and they would be either leather or pleather not because I’m into wholesale slaughter of animals, but for more practical reasons — when you have children, you need furniture where you can wipe off crayon, sticky stuff, unmentionable stuff — and having 2 fabric love seats that have been stained in EVERY concievable way, I have vowed “never again” with fabric covered furniture


  • Wooden kitchen table (dark stain) that seats 6 with solid wooden chairs – right now I have a small, cheap light wood table that seats 4, isn’t expandable, and the chairs are all falling apart. This was (shock-of-shocks) a cast off from my marriage, something that theEx felt was beneath him so he bequeathed (dumped so he didn’t have to pay dump fees or haul it to his father’s church for disposal/sale). It is passable, but not ideal, for me right now.


  •  the kids would have simpler beds. Right now they each have pieces from theBoy’s bunkbed set. The problem is that this is falling apart, cheap and ugly. I would prefer simpler wooden frames, sturdy things that will last them through highschool, with well made dressers, bedside table, and book shelves for their stuff. I would like each of the kids to have a place to create their own personal altar space in their rooms.  


  • Book shelves. I currently do not have real book shelves in my home. I have borrowed some storage shelving (that I will have to replace now that its kinda locked into place in my bedroom) but I do not have any shelves that are fuctional AND beautiful. I would like shelving that could hold not only books, but DVDs and CDs and BASKETS with theGirl’s craft supplies.


  • Area rug for living room. I used to have one, but the fact that I have kids and cats (and no vacuum) meant that this already half-destroyed cast off became more of a trouble than it was worth and go unceremoniously DUMPED. I need something that fits my decore (which right now is divorcee trashbin chic) — greens, neutrals (maybe BLACK so a lesser percentage of cat hairs show??), easy to clean.

 

I need more colour. I need more things that fit the ME I want to become…

 

But I don’t need more stuff just to have STUFF…

 

Oh the dilemma!

 

 

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Testing… Testing… 123

July16

Testing… Testing… 123

Just testing out how this works, as a hopeful new avenue for posting blog entries from work..
This is a BOLD sample
This is a BOLD ITALIC sample
This is a LARGE sample
 

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This is the blog of a 30-something woman. I am a single mother of 2 children (9 year old son, 7 year old daughter). I am walking a Pagan Path. I am divorced. I am a geek girl. I am a nature’s child. I am a seeker. I am a talker. I am sometimes jubilant, sometimes creative, sometimes anxious, sometimes bitter… I run the gamut of emotions as I go through walking not only my Pagan Path but my everyday daily LIFE Path.

My interests include creativity, art, crafts, magick, nature, spirituality, writing, collecting blank books, pens and office supplies, technology, myths, kids, colours… hell… I might write on ANYTHING that strikes my fancy.


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