Thinking spell

Today’s been one of those fold and put away days.

First, I had to find new places for the new linens, and cleaning supplies we bought, then I had to sweep the Livingroom and bathroom, dust the entertainment center, and make arrangements with the neighbor to pick something up for me.

Why is it when you ask someone to do something for you and they deliver, and while you’re paying them your money chooses that moment to slide into the wrong pocket of your purse, and you hand out the wrong amount? Why, when you spent 10 minutes organizing it so that very thing wouldn’t happen? Why?

Most annoying thing on planet. “Great!” I declared to the air, “Now she thinks I’m helpless. I mean it’s great she was able to make change. I needed that anyhow, but damn! Did I have to come off as the helpless washed up blind lady?”

Settling dejectedly into my recliner to check the afternoon’s mail I grumbled, “Wasn’t bad enough one of those younger volunteers that came from the university intern program that volunteered for Contact Concern was the one to deliver my meal. Not bad enough that she had joyously announced, “Oh! How neat! Today’s the only day I’ll be doing this and here you are!”

I know, she was being kind, and she was probably truly happy to see me, but all I could think as she walked away was, in her mind she was thinking, “WOW! Meals On Wheels? Really? I remember…”

“Idiot!” I scolded. “Shut up! Stop that! Your situation is what it is. You had clients on your reassurance list that used to volunteer. You had another that once owned her own business, and another still that lived in the very house she used to use to rent out rooms to the singles of the town. People age, they have illness, life changes. You’ve got your own business now. So what if you don’t run from morning to night. You’re as good as ever. Just different.”

“OK. That’s that. Pity party over. Time to get to some kind of work. Let’s see, how about my journal.”

Spending some time reading over what I’d written, and thinking about the Jack Ryan series I’m reading I let my mind drift back to the Blended Lives book.

That book had a great start. Draft mostly solid, but needs, what? Needs filler, color, something. What to call it? Flavor. That’s it. Flavor.

I thought about some of the vivid descriptions in the book I’d spent the day lying in the sun enjoying, and I commanded, “Muse, you’re going to start taking in some of those colorful descriptions. You’re going to take them in, mull them over, and put them into the Blended Lives book. You’re going to help me paint a picture of all that’s going in such a way that our readers will believe what they’re reading is happening right then and there. You hear me?”

Nothing. “Hello?”

Damn! Well, that’s how that goes some days. Some days you just have to have a thinking spell. You have to take all the jumbled words, phrases, and paragraphs you’ve read, work them into some kind of usable file and draw from it.

Today, was that day for me.

I keep making little notes about what I think might sound in this or that chapter, and once my computer difficulties are over, and I’m back into a normal working routine my writing routine is going to get a thorough makeover, and that’s that.”

Spring was beginning, new growth was just a few moons away, soon the harvest would be here and this year, if I worked very hard, there would be fruit from my labor.

“Mercury is direct again. No coincidences, things are straightening out and just in time.” I thought as I readied for supper.

Half a deli sandwich left over from yesterday’s Jimmy John’s and maybe a chapter or two of my book.

I’ve got some studying to do, and tomorrow I will begin reading another client’s work.

Look for book reviews coming from me in Reading With the Authors, and everyone have a fabulous rest of your day.

Until next time, this is Patty who is ready to roll up her sleaves and work, and King Campbell Retired Seeing Eye Dog A.K.A Bubba who is lying in the sun saying…

May harmony find you, blessed be.

About Patty L. Fletcher

Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. And as a Social Media Promotional Assistant. She is the owner and creator of Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing (Author, Blogger Business Assist), and is the published author of two books, Campbell’s Rambles: How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life and Bubba Tails From the Puppy Nursery At The Seeing Eye: Volume One. She can also be found in two anthologies which are, December Awethology Light And A Treasure Chest of Children’s Tales. She is now working on her third book which is to be a memoir trilogy called, ‘Pathway To Freedom: Broken and Healed’.
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8 Responses to Thinking spell

  1. Ugh, that is not the kind of feelings you want to be happening to you. You’re probably happy with your system, but in case you want a back-up from an old lady who doesn’t carry a purse more than four times a year, here goes.

    Two things, The government has bill readers, which at least when I got mine were free. I hardly ever use it, as Rich says I can always ask him, so why waste the batteries? But, I have it and know where it is.

    My go-to method, however, is the old tried and true bill-folding one plus a handy paper clip to explain what it is when the bills get worked around in my pockets. Ones are flat with a clip right in the middle. Fives are folded in half width-wise and clipped. Tens are folded once again, and twenties yet again (they end up being a little square.

    If you need to carry something larger, you make something up – one length-wise fold for fifties and then fold that in half for hundreds.

    Anyway, try to shrug it off. You’re far from a helpless, washed up blind lady.


    • Patty says:

      I love your idea about Clips. Never thought of doing that. Normally I have a pretty decent system. I have my bills folded a certain way. I’m not sure how things got rearranged when I had just that very afternoon fix things where they belong to. Being in a rush causes me issue. I should not do it.

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      • Patty, I’m that way. When I hurry, which I can’t seem to stop myself from doing, I mess things up. I have two speeds: flat out and down for the count. It’s been an issue all of my life, and I really do try to stay calm, but sometimes it slips away from me.


      • Patty says:

        When going out with my dad I always felt I had to hurry. He always made me feel I was keeping him from something terribly important. So, I’ve a bad habit of thinking others expect likewise from me. When I was training to get Campbell I kept apologizing for being slow at things. My then, Fiancé was another who didn’t like to take too much time doing things. Soon, I learned that not everyone had this hurried attitude but even so I still can hear the hurrying voices in my head.

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  2. This is such great writing. I love that it deals with being blind in a way that a seeing person can definitely connect with, and that seems a difficult task. Thank you kindly for the good experience in reading. It was very meaningful to me as a seeing person because it helps to relate to someone’s experience with being blind I think. Great job!

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    • Patty says:

      Anne, I’m so glad you enjoyed this. I’m also glad to see your reaction to the writing. What you received from my writing is what I’d hoped to achieve when I wrote. I want to allow those who don’t live in our world experience it in as much reality as I can provide. To those who live with these issues in some way, these posts seem like every-day hat, but to someone who doesn’t live in this way, my wish is that they can “Come along with me, and see what we can see.” The scariest and most exciting part of what I’m going through now, retiring Campbell and getting a new dog is that unlike the first time, when I had to write everything into a journal and then into a book, or articles so I could have them published in some way before anyone else could read our adventures. Now, I’ll be able to blog about it in real time and have the reader coming along with me on training trips, lectures, whatever I learn about. I’ll be able to share.

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  3. You are doing a fantastic job, Patty. I have realized how difficult it is to converse with a blind person because there are a lot of areas that we may never be able to share such as the colors issue, and I am sure there are so many others that a sighted person can sense, but a blind person cannot. Thank you for helping those of us who are sighted to “see.” What a valuable skill!


    • Patty says:

      What a nice thing to say. Thanks for reading and commenting. Glad what I do helps others to understand a bit better.

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