We all have cell phones these days. Phones that we almost never use to make phone calls. They probably shouldn’t even be called cell phones or mobile phones; they should be called mini mobile computers, since that’s what they are.
I try not to use mine often. But with emails and Instagram, I spend more time on it than I’d like. Sometimes I wonder how much more I would get done if I just turned it off all day. But then I think, what if my kids call? What if my parents call? And of course, I leave it on. It’s hard to imagine that twenty-two years ago when I was pregnant with my son, I packed up my Volkswagen Vanagon with my two-and-a-half year old daughter and boxer dog and drove more than 2500 miles to southern California and back (only broke down twice) with no cell phone.
And I survived. Unfortunately, now it’s hard to imagine a day without my cell phone by my side.
What about you?
WRITING PROMPT #1: Write about your relationship with your phone?
WRITING PROMPT #2: What would you do without your phone?
WRITING PROMPT #3: Olivia walked into the little glass booth and looked at the black box with a dial of numbers and cord hanging from it and then…
Sleep has been on my mind a lot lately. Mainly because I’m having a hard time doing it. I suppose that I’m not the only one, life in general has been a bit stressful over the last year. I thought I might sleep better after the election and once I was vaccinated, however, it doesn’t seem to be the case.
I’ve watched the Master Class on sleep, read books and listened to podcasts. I’ve adjusted my diet, continued with exercise, I get out into the light in the morning, occasionally I work on breathing techniques and yoga (this is a tough on for me to stick with). I am consistant with the time I head to bed and the time I roll out of bed in the morning, yet good sleep still seems illusive to me, until last night.
Now the pressure is on. What did I do yesterday that was so different than what I do on any other given day?
The answer. Not that much. I did some things that are recommended by the science and some that are not. I rode my bike to the market, watched a track meet on TV, met my son for a picnic dinner and then my husband and I took my Volkswagen Vanagon to a spot with a view of the sunset. We ate sausage and cheese from the market, as well a couple of pastries, and of course had a glass of wine. And against good sleep etiquette we watched TV again, right before we went to bed.
I woke up rested for the first time in a long while. I’m not sure what did it, but if it’s wine, desert and TV, I’m in.
How have you been sleeping? What helps you sleep better?
For today’s writing prompts let’s take a closer look at sleep…
With Mother’s Day just around the corner, I want to talk about moms. I’m lucky, I have a great relationship with my mom, but mother-daughter relationships can be complicated and often flex and change over time.
Here is an example from a time when I wasn’t that fond of my mom:
I’ve been eating, sleeping, and sitting in this house for thirteen days now and I want out. I’m with people I love, but I don’t care. I hate my mom for taking a leave of absence from work and being with me all day, for trying to help me get better when I don’t want to.
I hate the way the gold wire rims of her glasses accent her caring eyes.
I hate the way she cooks my favorite foods and tries to mask her disappointment when I don’t show any enthusiasm.
I hate the way she manages to think of my every need before I do, as a good mother should. And she is a good mother, a great mother, and right now I hate her for that.