Procrastination is the name of the game

It is Saturday afternoon, I just had my flax meal breakfast shake, the dogs are lounging around, John is wandering from one room to the other, the dishwasher is going, the windows are open blowing in a perfect October breeze, my hair is still drying, everything is in it's neat little place. What does that mean? We'll I'll tell you. It means that I have a disorder called procrastination and it is in FULL effect right now. We are moving out of Fayetteville in four days and not a thing has been placed aside that we'll need to bring with us so the movers don't pack it, no clothes have been hastily thrown in oversized luggage, basically not one morsel of our lives has been moved. You may be thinking that I am bummed about moving out of our awesome house, well yes...I am, or that maybe I don't want to leave Fayetteville...baa haaa haaa, we all know that isn't the problem, so what is it? Yes yes, it's procrastination. I will literally pack up a wad of clothes, shoes, and whatever toiletries and little knickknacks that I need to take with me Sunday night before the movers come Monday morning. Packing is for suckers.

PEACE.

I ran across this quote today while sifting through my yoga journal...

PEACE

"It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise trouble or hard work. It means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart."
(unknown)

Ahhh San Clemente, California

Here is where we're going to put some roots down for a while...

This will be missed

I am sitting out on my back deck. Perfect weather. Pups and kitty laying all around me. Drinking yerba mate tea. Listening to the wind, the birds, the bugs, the leaves on the trees gently rustle (well the normal trees at least, the ones with leaves, these NC pines don't make any noise.) With all this peaceful energy around me, I stopped and thought, "Wow, I will definitely miss this when we move." John and I have been blessed with such a wonderful house in such a natually beautiful location. Despite my feelings of Fayetteville, there truly is beauty in everything, and all around us. We just have to stop to see it.

We're 2

Yesterday was mine and John's two year anniversary and we were going to go sky diving, but it was too windy to jump and John's surprise was spoiled. But still, he is so cute when he gets all on a mission to surprise me.

He also got me the same champagne we had our first anniversary and two dozen roses this year. They are so beautiful and fragrant. I have my first dozen from last year dried and hanging from our hutch in the kitchen and I'll do the same to these. I think this is going to be really cool years from now because each bouquet has a precious memory that I will always be reminded of.

Like the first anniversary bouquet, that I didn't even notice, because we went to a cabin in the Smokey Mountains and I was way too stoked by nature to notice his sweet gesture. Finally John was like, "Hey babe?!?" and motioned to the beautiful flowers. A smile stayed on my face the entire weekend.

Half-assed

So uh huh, um yeah...John and I have been working for several months now to finish the upstairs to our house to get it ready to be sold. Friday John went to a local contruction site and ran into a few guys that were looking for some work over the weekend, and ding ding ding! They were going to finish (tape, mud, and sand the drywall and finish the ceiling) Saturday and Sunday. Well so four of them showed up Saturday morning as planned and did the bulk of the work. Pretty much the only thing they were not able to do Saturday was sand the walls, and that's because the compond had to dry. We paid them half of the agreed upon amount and they went on their way, only never to return the next day. John and I were totally like, what the hell??? when they never showed up Sunday. They left a pretty expensive ladder and lots of their tools, so what in the hell do we do now? We have tried to get in touch with them, buuuut no luck. John, being John, even tried all the local county jails, cause I'll be honest, these were Lumbee Indian boys and you could tell they may have been in the pen a time or two. One county jail clerk even said to John, "Todd?? No we ain't seen him today!" I mean, how funny is that?!? Ah yes, North Carolina is classy!

So as it stands, I am going on with my Monday like any regular ol' Monday knowing and believing that what needs to happen will happen. And if not today, then John and I look to another path tomorrow. (and start sanding) Hey, I guess we kind of got off good if these guys don't show back up, cause shit, we still have the other half of the money. Life is strange.

inconsistency, then yoga, then headdy rambling, then inconsistency

Ok, so I always thought my most unfavorable characteristic that tends to set me back in my life's journey was procrastination, but I'm coming to learn that it's inconsistency. I love to learn new things, start new tasks, even daydream about starting the task, but my butt doesn't seem to always finish what I've started. For instance, I recently completed (yes, completed!) a 200 hour yoga teacher training course. Part of me knew when I embarked upon this eight month intensive that somewhere in the back of my mind the teaching aspect of yoga wasn't what I really wanted to persue. I have practiced teaching, flubbed over my words, and gotten through it, but teaching just isn't really what I want to do. I don't know, maybe I haven't done it enough to truly reap the reward of giving yoga to people. And this is not to say that I regret the course, because I don't...it is my greatest accomplishment so far. I am more well-rounded, positive, and especially egar to learn new things about the world and yoga, be it philosophy, asanas, meditation, or the environment because of the yoga course. I know that I will also go further with my training, but I feel that it is just going to be for the growth and enlightenment of my being. Practicing yoga is two fold; the poses on the mat, and taking the essence of yoga with you everyday, off the mat. I strive to embrace both aspects of yoga and feel like my soul is brighter and more exuberant because I take yoga with me everywhere. A great quote I recently heard from a documentary called, "What the Bleep?" is, "What happens within us is what will happen outside of us." Meaning to consciously create an intention for your day, week, lunch break...anything. If you create the intention and believe in it, it reveals the fundamental charastic of western religion, acceptance without proof.

I seem to have gotten off my inconsistency path...see?? I'm inconsistent! But whatever, now I'm off to learn how to make a hemp bracelet, the directions to which I have been staring at for 3 days. Peace.

For the love of god...

All I wanted to do was post a funny/dimwitted comment on Megaroo's Blog, and this is how I get roped in eh? Well....the blogging begins. I feel wayyy less cool right now. Is that normal for a new blogger?
:)