Eustace wants me to tell you that Friday is just ahead, so keep your eyes open, your chins up, and your coffee cups full!
Also, he says that you should focus on getting through the rest of the week without locking your boss in the restroom, whilst he tracks down our missing troll.
Don’t be cross… The camel said it, not me!
Let’s see who meets Friday with success first, us or you… ready, set, GO!
You might think money
Perhaps even power
But, what if your motivation changed by the hour?
You might think recognition
Or maybe a special plaque
But, what if your seat in the classroom was always in the back?
Sometimes, it can even come from failure
When everything has simply gone wrong
With tears in your eyes, motivation arrives
In the middle of a really good song.
You might think of me
as a really bad poet
Please keep that to yourselves
Cause I already know it!
But, to answer this prompt
about what motivates me?
It’s having a purpose, of course… plus the cookies are free!
**No, free cookies don’t have anything to do with purpose being my motivation! I just didn’t have anything else to put there at the end, so cookies seemed to rhyme. ** I’m the queen of disclaimers!
It took nearly three days of paddling… upstream, I might add! But, now we’ve a bit of a walk, as the river could only carry us so far. It’s sort of funny how the brain works, at times. When we were only looking at the navigational charts, I couldn’t make heads or tails of which way to go, and nothing looked familiar, at all!
But, now that we’re actually standing on the path leading toward my grandson’s old house, I recognize everything about this place. Memories, like morning dew, began settling upon my skin like a warm, familiar blanket.
Though it’s been nearly three years since they’ve moved, I can still remember the path to their old house. I remember as if I’d been there only yesterday, or the day before. I have the utmost confidence in those memories bringing us straight to our destination… Peanut!
If we’re to get there, we best get going, right? Eustace insisted on carrying all the gear needed for the camping and cooking bit. While I know where to go, it’ll still take a day of travel just to get there… which means camping gear.
No worries! A little camping never hurt anyone, at least, not our crew! If you were surrounded by a passel of wild babies, with sticky fingers and far too much energy to be good for them… would you rather do it in a tiny boat, or the open woodland, where they can run squealing til they pass out from exhaustion!?
I’m not saying that I’m hoping for a reprieve while they disappear into the woods… I’m just asking for a friend.
If we want to get to Peanut before nightfall, it’s time we get moving down the trail. I won’t be able to send you any messages til we get back here to the boat, so keep an eye on things for us while we’re gone, if you would. I’d be ever so grateful!
And, there’s cookies in it for whomever takes on such a special task…
I don’t fancy having to walk all the way back the sea!
Hugs
Whether by pen, by keyboard, or by my voice… I can transport you to another place, another time, or even another world!
The most amazing adventures begin as the pen touches down on an empty page, taking you to places you’d never dreamt of … yet!
When I write, all the pain, pressure, and frustration over life seem to evaporate, leaving me free to sail the high seas! The possibilities for new adventures, new friends, and new dreams becomes endless at the end of that pen. It’s funny that I answered another recent prompt about pens. Now we’ve left that prompt, but somehow my answer ended up on pens again.
Oh, well! Let’s all have a cookie to take our minds off of pens…
Better?
To speak on things one might love about where they live, one must first ask an important question.
Which where you live will then direct the answer for what you love about where you live, right?! If you can even decipher that sentence, well done!
How can one begin to write about love, or where you love to live, if loving where you live isn’t the love you’d love to write about?
What if where you live really is where you love to live but you love so many things about where you live that you can’t pick which love you’d love to write about where you live?
I’m practicing how to write like Doctor Seuss did. It’s not nearly as easy as I thought it would be to write in circles… sheesh!
I need a cookie…
Note to self – If you want to love where you live, it’s your choice to make it a place worth loving to live!
Some people like to use a tablet, smart phone, or computer these days, when it comes to making plans, and such.
Personally, I just use a pen and paper… call me old school! Now, it’s not as easy as you might think, writing things out like I did when I was young. There’s far more pens, pencils, crayons, and paint brushes to pick from these days. Don’t get me started on the paper one might consider using to write down my goals. I would have then have to write out an explanation of the best paper products available… I’d have to plan a goal just to locate my favorite paper!
This simple planning question is fast becoming a journaling addict’s mountain to climb. There are forests filled with differing choices of pens, pencils and crayons, resembling a Doctor Seuss story! Red pens, blue pens, green eggs and ham pens…
If I can manage to find my favorite pen to write out my goals, we haven’t even made it to paper choices yet! Do we want loose paper, or paper in a pad… what about colors, textures, and paper thickness?
Just great! Now, not only am I out of good paper, but I’ve got a handful of pens that I can’t decide on. I haven’t even figured out what goal I wanted to plan for because I haven’t had my tea yet… stand down WordPress, stand down!
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— Please hold, while Wiwohka takes a sip of her tea —
Ok! I’m back. What were we talking about? Oh, right! Goals and plans, plans and goals… ummmmmmm….
So………..
…….. how bout those cookies?
Thought #1 – If we don’t actually use all of our brain, what does it do all day long?
Thought #2 – Whose idea was it to create the penny, anyway? All we ever do is lose them under seat cushions, or hide them in our car consoles with all the lint, hair, and sticky candy wrappers.
Thought #3 – I want to live in one of those Tiny Homes, with lots of little nooks and recessed windows for growing plants.
Thought #4 – I wonder what my soon-to-arrive grand daughter will look like?
Thought #5 – Wouldn’t things be different if all conflict resolution had to be done while everybody lays with their head on each others stomachs, like we did as kids? All it takes is one tiny giggle, and then the peace talks can begin!
Thought #6 – What if politicians had to do their whole campaign in Pig Latin?
Thought #7 – If the heart is simply an organ used for pumping blood, why does it feel physical pain from emotional hurt? Or, why does the heart flutter and skip all over the place, from just one kiss?
Thought #8 – If love is supposed to be free, why does it cost so much?
Thought #9 – If I laugh at my own jokes, do I still need an audience?
Thought #10 – Lack of gluten and lactose has to be the cause of most wars in one way or another, I think.
Thought #11 – I have to come up with 4 more thoughts, without being irritable.
Thought #12 – My oatmeal won’t make itself, will it? I didn’t think so.
Thought #13 – The pumpkin fields are bursting with color, right now. While they’ve a ways yet to go, their bright orange color can already be seen from the highway.
Thought #14 – I can’t believe that Creed is nearly done with his degree! Only one class left, I think.
Thought #15 – I’m so glad that God captures all of our tears, only to replace them with oceans of His love!
Tomorrow’s Friday! We’re almost there… hugs
WordPress assignment done! I love turning in schoolwork early or on time, at least. Getting behind on your homework will only make the quiz harder, trust me!
So, now what do we do?
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Ok, this is getting a bit awkward, if I’m being fully honest with you. I hate long empty pauses, don’t you?
Well, I can fix that, at least!
How about some cookies?
Eustace has taken it upon himself to lead this expedition inland, in search of our missing troll.
He’s even taken to calling us “The Lost and Founder’s”. I know, I know… it’s rather cheesy, but it does sort of fit.
I will say that the camel has fantastic navigational skills, on both land and sea. It was his map reading skills that helped us locate this river inlet, in the first place. I think I shall defer to the camel’s wisdom and skills for this bit.
That’s what team work is all about, right?!
In order to know what the overused wordage might be, one must first be privy to whomever this so called “too many people” happens to be. Honestly, I don’t recognize that name, sorry.
Perhaps, the next time WordPress wishes to ask me such a specific question about someone in particular, they might first ask if we’ve ever met before… sheesh!
Now, cookies? I can talk all day about cookies! From colors to flavors, and sprinkles or sugar, to chocolatey morsels or ooey gooey fudge… I’ve got ya covered! Now whether or not my cookies can talk is an entirely different business, and I’ll tell you why.
Because, duh… cookies don’t talk!
But, the mouse might be chatty, so I’ll ask her. Maybe she’s met this so called “too many people”.
Journey With Me! 