very personal adsPersonal ads. They’re … personal! Very.

So my itty bitty personal ads made me realize that it’s time to make a regular practice of trying to feel okay asking for stuff.

Even when the asking thing feels weird and conflicted.

Ever since I posted the first one asking my perfect house to find me, which united me with Hoppy House, I have been a fan of the madness that is personal ads.

And now it’s my Sunday ritual for clarity and remembering and stuff like that. Yay, ritual!

Let us dooo eeeet.

Whee!

The very first VPAs of 2011.

They’re all new and sparkly.

Thing 1: a speedy solution to a tech disaster.

Here’s what I want:

The short version of the current situation:

We allotted three weeks for getting the new site ready for the 2011 Kitchen Table. Because this is the third year and we know that these things invariably end up being more complicated than is possible to imagine.

Every upgrade broke something new, which had to be re-upgraded or re-re-installed or re-un-upgraded seventeen hundred times. And just when I was completely exasperated because we were back at square one?

Square one broke.

I want an easy, simple solution. And I need it to happen as quickly as possible. Also gwishing for patience. Both for me. And for everyone who is waiting for the new year of Kitchen Table fun to start.

Ways this could work:

Oh how I wish I knew.

My commitment.

To breathe. To hope. To wish. To stay receptive to the possibility that — despite the massive cock-up this has been so far — things could still smooth themselves out quickly and easily.

May it happen in good timing.

Thing 2: a wall calendar for 2011!

Here’s what I want:

Normally our kitchen at Hoppy House gets its calendar of the year sort of by accident.

Once we were sent one from some organization whose cause we support. Once some friend of a relative of the gentleman made one. I’m not even sure where last year’s came from but it was lovely.

I have been waiting for this year’s wall calendar to just show up, but here we are and it hasn’t happened.

Ways this could work:

Maybe you have an extra one and you’d like to send it to me!

I could borrow the one from the Playground?

Maybe on my Wednesday prowls I could come across the right one. But really I’d so much rather just have one show up the way it normally does.

My commitment.

To pretend that I don’t know what day it is until my calendar shows up.

To play. Play!

Thing 3: closure

Here’s what I want:

Because of the unscheduled tech nightmare soap opera saga that has been this past week, all sorts of other projects are in a state of almost-done.

This week I’d like movement with these. Ease-filled finishings and elegant solutions and simple endings.

Ways this could work:

I can keep tuning into Congruence and other themes I’m working with.

And I can dance on it shivanautically, so the brain-scramble effect will send me in the right direction.

And I can make the commitment here and see what happens.

My commitment.

To love these projects.

To wish them good things.

To go one step at a time. And to stop when it is time to stop.

Thing 4: plum duff!

Here’s what I want:

I was going to write a post about this tiny, secret sale sail special thing that I’m calling Plum Duff days.

But then I didn’t, and it ends tomorrow. So maybe I can just seed this somewhere small. Or find some other way of showing it that it is loved in my heart.

Ways this could work:

I can tell you guys! Even without the Post of Explanations.

And I can tell the Frolicsome Bar (otherwise known as FB).

Or I can also just write it a love letter and tell my dear Plum Duff page that it will get another chance some other time. Because special occasions happen. Rarely, but they happen.

My commitment.

To spend time with the silly, fun, shiny things that I create.

To give you the link. Plum duff!

To sing songs of the sea.

Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.

Just to update you on what’s happened since last time.

The main thing I wanted was a real weekend. Hahahahaha.

My big success there was taking Sunday afternoon off to sit in a cafe and write, which was absolutely delightful. This weekend was taken up with Kitchen-Table-related chaos again. I will try for a window of nothing this afternoon.

This is clearly a much bigger ask than I’d realized, and so I’ll start breaking it down into its elements to see what can be learned.

Then I wanted words for my genius idea. Sort of happened and sort of didn’t. Closer.

We were able to announce one of the three things we were hoping to announce, but I’m actually kind of glad that we slowed down the brunching.

And hilariously, I was worried about a smooth transition going into Dry Dock.

That turned out to be an outrageous success. We had a tiny, sweet, temporary site and tons of activity there. It was beautiful. The part I didn’t ask about was the transition back from Dry Dock, which is what is falling apart right now. Very amusing, literal mice.

What I’m taking from looking back on this past week is the skill I am (slowly) building: ADAPTATION. It’s kind of a pain right now, but this is the growth period. And honestly? It feels like the Next Step in something important so I’m kind of glad it’s here.

Comment zen. Here’s what I’d love today.

  • Your own personal ads, small or large. Things you’ve asked for. Or are asking for. Or would like to ask for. Or updates on last time!

Stuff I’d rather not have:

  • The word “manifest”.
  • To be told how I should be asking for things.
  • To be judged, psychoanalyzed or given unsolicited advice.

Wishing love and good things for your Very Personal Ads! So glad for everyone doing this with me.

The Fluent Self