June 22, 2017

Laundry Liquid Workout

Laundry Liquid Workout Jane French
The cap to my laundry soap just fell behind the washing machine. You know how they make caps that snap on to soap containers? Similar to a lemonade or iced tea or vodka dispenser that is meant to lay on its side and you pull off the cap to press a button so liquid pours into the cup up to a designated line. These cappy cups click securely into place after use. I sometimes miss the connection and they fall off. This time, the cap bounced off the dryer just right – flying as if on purpose behind the washing machine to make time with linty socks and whatever else is back there I don’t want to know about.

Unfortunately, I need the cap to fit back on so the soap doesn’t drip and so I can measure the next load. I suppose I could pull the washer out a bit.

But, it’s too heavy. And I’m nervous about goofing up the water connection hoses.

It’s been a while since I’ve been back there with my eyeballs. I can’t really get back there with my body because it’s a tight space with a wall in back, a dryer to the left, another wall to the right, and our laundry shelf above full of cleaning supplies.

I put my cell phone in my pocket, in case of emergency…

June 10, 2017

Anne Lamott: 12 truths I learned from life and writing TED

All are spot-on. Regarding writing (which is not to be confused with being published), I love number six:

"Every writer you know writes really terrible first drafts, but they keep their butt in the chair. That's the secret of life. That's probably the main difference between you and them. They just do it. They do it by prearrangement with themselves. They do it as a debt of honor. They tell stories that come through them one day at a time, little by little. When my older brother was in fourth grade, he had a term paper on birds due the next day, and he hadn't started. So my dad sat down with him with an Audubon book, paper, pencils and brads — for those of you who have gotten a little less young and remember brads — and he said to my brother, "Just take it bird by bird, buddy. Just read about pelicans and then write about pelicans in your own voice. And then find out about chickadees, and tell us about them in your own voice. And then geese." So the two most important things about writing are: bird by bird and really god-awful first drafts. If you don't know where to start, remember that every single thing that happened to you is yours, and you get to tell it. If people wanted you to write more warmly about them, they should've behaved better. You're going to feel like hell if you wake up someday and you never wrote the stuff that is tugging on the sleeves of your heart: your stories, memories, visions and songs — your truth, your version of things — in your own voice. That's really all you have to offer us, and that's also why you were born."