Monthly Archives: October 2014


Enough with all this talk of stress. It’s time to think ahead.

Though the stress is still here, today was a good day. In a way, it felt like a new day – a new dawn. Like the sun was rising on something potentially good.

Like this:


Oops – this is actually sunSET (the amazing view out our kitchen window tonight, in fact), but you get the point. Maybe this metaphor is the sun SETting on the “uncomfortability” (in the words of SuperHubs) I want to end.

Either way, I like the view. And the feeling. So here are some more like it:

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Dose of Happiness

It’s the kind of day where I need a full-on intramuscular injection of the stuff that makes me happy in this life. I need to mainline the people and things that haven’t let me down in the past month, while I’ve been generally miserable between the hours of 8:00 AM and 7:00 PM every day.

So here goes!

My top five happiness-inducers for Sept/Oct 2014 (in no particular order, but I guess #1 really is #1)! May they transmit a better mood to me via my laptop screen…

#1: The superest SuperHubs in the world!

#1: The superest SuperHubs in the world!

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Yard Update: October

Yesterday was the first day of the rest of our lives.

It basically hasn’t rained since we moved in in June 2012, really (good thing we got a new roof!), and at this point we’ve pretty much given up on planting a tropical jungle of food in our backyard any time soon. We’re too busy saving the glasses of water we don’t finish overnight for our dying rose bushes.

But we finally got some relief. Not in the form of liquid manna from heaven (yet – although there are some weird clouds on the horizon as I post this, so… fingers crossed). We’re no longer in this alone, you see…

We have Roselio. Our new gardener.

Roselio showed the ornamental grass in our front beds who's boss on his first day. I had no idea you could make it look like that.

Roselio showed the ornamental grass in our front beds who’s boss on his first day. I had no idea you could make it look like that.

He’s in this with us now on a weekly basis. Devoted to turning both our front and back yards into something trim and tidy and drought-tolerant. Devoted to fixing existing sprinkler and drip systems and installing new ones to help the water go where it’s needed most. Devoted to helping us move beyond grass once and for all. Devoted to helping us keep up with the weird habits of our nine confused fruit trees and our now-never-out-of-season vegetables.

Devoted to helping us get our weekends back.

And, Trent would like me to add that he completed OPERATION: FIND SOMEONE TO HELP US, DAMMIT three weeks ahead of the deadline I gave him.

To course-correcting; and to sitting on our asses on Sunday.

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Stress Visualization

So, I’m wading into uncharted waters here, as far as my stress levels are concerned. Thank god I’ve got that second honeymoon coming up.

People keep asking me how I’m doing. How I’m adjusting, handling it all, yada yada. So far my response is just, “Ohhh… I’m doing!”

In truth, closing in on two weeks in, I now see that I’ve started relying on some old coping mechanisms developed in more stressful times, way back when. Continue reading

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Light at the End of the Tunnel

Last week, my life changed dramatically.

In that change, there’s certainly a lot to feel good about, but it’s certainly not all good, either. In many ways, I feel worn out by it all. I never asked for any of it, and now I’m stressed out – freaked out – and just generally overwhelmed. Doubtful I really have the “gonads” (as Munga would say) to shift into the new role being demanded of me.

But today I feel like I started to get things under control a bit.

I made a plan, as I’m known to do. A plan to get me through the next ten weeks until the holidays. And that plan is called…


Merry Christmas from Mexico!

Merry Christmas from Mexico!

And not that we’ll necessarily stop at a second honeymoon, but come this Christmas you’ll find Team Temple on that beach up there, celebrating survival of the fourth quarter of 2014.

And no, we won’t have a Christmas tree. We will have cocktails. In our bathing suits. And that’s even better.

Until then…

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