Friday chickenBecause it’s Friday AGAIN. And because traditions are important. In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of self-reflection.

And you get to join in if you feel like it.

All I can say about this week is this:

Yeesh.

Though really?

That’s not so much an expression of disgruntlement as the sound my head makes as it whips around to see where the week went.

I would like to add:

How is it possibly October 29th? Seriously? Where did this sneaky little bastard of a month go?

The hard stuff

It all happened so fast that I’m not even sure what happened.

Remember on Sunday when I said my schedule for this week would make you cry?

Well, I didn’t cry. But the First Mate just kept spinning me around and sending me on my way to the next appointment.

It was a madhouse. But so much of a madhouse that everything happened kind of ridiculously efficiently, because it had to.

Anyway, I have a headache from the blur.

Way too much to do.

This is not good for me.

Is that conflict still unresolved?

Why yes, it is.

But at least that other huge thing got taken care of, right?

No. No. No. Still trying to fix that massive hole as well.

I can’t wait to find out what useful thing or brilliant business system is going to result from this spectacular example of ohmygod this is not working at all.

Disorderliness!

And not the good kind of shivanautical chaos but just confusion and not being able to find stuff.

The good stuff

The hidden surprises in the disorder.

“One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.”
–A. A. Milne

Also, in the quotes that make me happy category, I re-stumbled on this letter that Hiro wrote me over a year ago:

Sweet pea, vacation is a Necessary Business Expense. Think of it as maintenance, like changing the oil in your car. The Creativity and Visionary Directors of The Fluent Self must commune with their muses, because that’s the bedrock of the business.

 

Somehow, despite all the chaos.

Stuff got done.

I taught my classes, wrote my writings, projectized on my projects, launched what needed launching, did magic with my clients, and it all happened.

And I even got a haircut. Go me.

Sparklepoints.

Yum.

Just when I thought my gentleman friend’s terrific sourdough bread (with the Hoppy House starter) could not get any better ….

He turned some kind of impossible baker’s corner, and it is now intense and drool-worthy and changing my life.

The whole house smells like love.

I found a pair of pants.

They fit.

This is a big deal.

NINE TO NOTHING!

As much as I make fun of the cough terribly named so-called World Series

I love the Giants. I have been loving them for the past five years (with all the pain and torture that this love entails) and this has been incredibly exciting.

There is nothing I can say here to express my extreme joy and most of what I would say isn’t very nice anyway.

So I’ll just say nine to nothing nine to nothing nine to nothing. And yes, THIS:

“Side bet: if the Giants win, Texas has to legalize gay marriage.”

Posts I loved so much this week..

Amy (that’s @barefootphoenix) wrote this inspiring piece about why she loves Rally (Rally!).

I love everything that Maryann writes about (she’s @maryanndevine).

And oh boy! It’s blog twister! Kelly (@copylicious) is brilliant and insane and I love her. After you read her post, go play the game!

And … playing live at the meme beach house it’s the Fake Band of the Week!

My brother and I have this thing where we come up with ridiculous band names and then say in this really pretentious, knowing tone, “Oh, well, you know, it’s just one guy.”

This week?

Day 4 Syndrome

It’s like they’re everywhere. Except it’s actually just one guy.

monster sprayAnd some of the presents that arrived this week.

Jana from Hamburg sent a bottle of Anti-Monster spray.

Vielen vielen Dank!

And J.J. sent a tail. Yes.

A tail! That you can wear. I’d put up a picture but I haven’t figured out how to photograph my ass.

And really, maybe not the most appropriate thing for the blog. Next time? Smoking hot pics unless I lose my phone again.

That’s it for me …

And yes yes yes, of course you can join in my Friday ritual right here in the comments bit if you feel like it.

Yeah? Anything hard and/or good happen in your week?

And, as always, have a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day and a restful weekend-ing.

And a happy week to come. Shabbat shalom.

p.s. Two spots for the weekend of Shiva Nata teacher training and general hilarity in February. Yes?

The Fluent Self