Boxing Day - vegetation day

No one I know even knows what Boxing day is. Some think its a day to box up the Christmas wrappings, others think its the day to put on boxing gloves.

It should be called vegetation day. We can "veg" which means to do NOTHING at all. Nothing except recover from Christmas.

For some it's recover from too much drinking and celebration. For others, its recover from the depression of listening to endless carols, and getting e-mails from everyone sending a Powerpoint presentation of Mother Theressa...and guilt tripping them into thinking they are saving the environment by not sending you a real card this year.

ME? Boxing day is a day to look at the boxes of stuff I have accumulated, notes, pictures from kids, photos, and ideas floating on my desk.

I've started to scan them and chuck. I'm trying to become a chucker, and not keep so much stuff. It's hard to keep up...a life time of notes!

Urban Village

I'm sick today, the flu, and nothing on TV helped. Not Dr Phil with the episode on child pagents, not the news telling me about the full moon I missed last night. Apparently it was the closest the moon is to earth. Not the police show where they pull up idiot drivers speeding.
But what did do it for me was some global village show. The blond visitor trying to fit into village life. While my head is still clogged, the images of village life tool me to Chile and Samoa all at once.
Funny how most of today I wished to win lotto, or to have a holiday. But I know that it's because I've been feeling run down. Sure I do need a holiday, a chance to recover.
But I also feel grateful for what I have, even though I feel lost at times and that it can feel like swimming a river of mud at times.