{"id":14616,"date":"2013-07-24T10:42:43","date_gmt":"2013-07-24T17:42:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/?p=14616"},"modified":"2013-07-24T10:42:43","modified_gmt":"2013-07-24T17:42:43","slug":"a-message-from-the-amazon-is-somebody-trying-to-tell-me-something","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2013\/07\/24\/a-message-from-the-amazon-is-somebody-trying-to-tell-me-something\/","title":{"rendered":"A message from The Amazon (is somebody trying to tell me something?)"},"content":{"rendered":"

I mentioned a few weeks ago that this spring and summer have been hugely stressful. The stressors aren’t bad things; no problems. Nothing to worry about. It’s just that since late April I’ve felt as if I’m running back and forth on a high wire with no net and an armload of bicycle parts that keep falling out of my arms, unbalancing me.<\/p>\n

One more demand on my time, one more responsibility, one more dollar that has to come out of my pocket and I fear I’ll plunge to the ground and shatter.<\/p>\n

Okay, that’s a little melodramatic. There are days I handle everything just fine, filled with confidence. Other times, I awake in the night headachy and anxious, have dreams of being lost, then get up in the morning groggy, grouchy, unready, and put-upon. Last night was one of those nights. This morning was one of those mornings.<\/p>\n

I thought, “I just need a day — an afternoon — a few hours — where I don’t have to think about anything, don’t have to coordinate anything, don’t have to worry about anybody letting me down, don’t have to pay any attention to the TO DO list.”<\/p>\n

Then after taking the dogs for their walk, I stopped at the post office where I found these waiting for me:<\/p>\n

\"SudokuBooks_072413\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Seems somebody anticipated my desperation to just sit down, quit freeting, and quietly de-stress. (And yes, I like sudoku, though I’m only mediocre at it.)<\/p>\n

The Will Shortz book<\/a> has puzzles at all levels, for days when my brain is functioning and days it objects to functioning. Mastering Sudoku<\/i><\/a> may help my brain get over its objections.<\/p>\n

Along with the sudoku books, there was a preparedness book by a nice Utah lady: Cookin’ With Beans and Rice<\/i><\/a>. <\/p>\n

\"SudokuBooksandCookbook_072413\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Seems somebody knows what the money situation has been — and<\/i> has a sense of humor about it. Or maybe was just adding enough to get super-saver shipping. (Good for somebody; my kind of person.)<\/p>\n

In any case, I got a laugh and will get good use out of all three books. Think I’ll take the afternoon off — after clearing just a few more items off the Infamous TO DO list — and lose myself in sudoku.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I mentioned a few weeks ago that this spring and summer have been hugely stressful. The stressors aren’t bad things; no problems. Nothing to worry about. It’s just that since late April I’ve felt as if I’m running back and forth on a high wire with no net and an armload of bicycle parts that keep falling out of my arms, unbalancing me. One more demand on my time, one more responsibility, one more dollar that has to come out of my pocket and I fear I’ll plunge to the ground and shatter. Okay, that’s a little melodramatic. There are…<\/p>\n

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