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Saving Mary from the Protestants

 So, this week has been about getting up and going with the get up and go, and I've done varying well with that. I've put together good to-do lists and banished the scary mystery piles, so that helps. My bills are paid up to date (for today), and that makes me feel okay. I have groceries in the house. That said, I got up this morning, brought the kid to school, and knew I was not going to be getting much done today. My brain just isn't complying.

I have a secret belief (don't tell anyone, or even say it out loud. When you say it out loud, it sounds crazy) that if I play dead like a possum, I can stop time and the commensurate flow of responsibilities, bills, emails and phone calls to return, the spoilage of lunch meat, the uncontrollable and occasionally violent growth of my hair, the weekly erosion of my unemployment qualification, and possibly, the inexorable trip south of my breasts. Playing possum can look like napping, or just laying on my belly reading a book. This, not surprisingly, not only doesn't stop time, it makes the very real time I'm living in go more quickly and when it's gone? I'm no farther along in my tasks and jobbies and manifesting my fuzzy vision of my personal development.

So I'm trying to stay present with the time. It's hard.

This morning, in the interest of not running home to sleep, I picked up a free pound of (unsalted, or course) butter at Stop & Shop (use your coupons, people!), my free book for October from Salvation Army (punch card!), then I hit up a church tag sale on the way home. I figured I'd only spend a few bucks, and there might be some cool books or toys for the kids. Well, there were, and I got an awesome vintage rubber duck (in hopeful belief that a trip through the dishwasher and/or washing machine would render it sanitary enough for child enjoyment), but the coolest thing I found was a(nother) big statue of Mary and St. Theresa. For those of you who have known me for a while, I no longer collect madonnas, having deaccessioned over 500 of them over the course of years. Never again. That said, it's hard to see the girls out in the world, getting disrespected. Last year I found a big (2 feet tall x 2 feet across) plaster or chalk joined twin statue of Mary and St. Theresa, which I presented to my very grateful sister Theresa for Christmas. Today what do I find at this Methodist tag sale? Same thing. For two dollars. And it was standing sort of off to the side on a table of tragedies. When I hustled up to pay for it, the woman said, "Oh yes, someone dropped that off, and they said it had been blessed, so I didn't think it would be right to throw it out." What? They were going to throw out a statue that been donated to a tag sale? I felt like some sort of papist hack, standing there explaining that it was Mary and Theresa ("See? She's always shown with flowers"), but I was grateful that I'd saved the girls.

When I got home, I poked around on amazon and posted a few CDs and books I'd picked up. I've been selling a few books on amazon lately (do it! It's super easy). If I sell one unopened set of CDs I bought today, I'll make back the $10.00 I spent on the tag sale. And I'll still have scored a wooden puzzle and a few other toys for the kids. (Plus a 1968 Snoopy music box that I'm going to try to ebay, although I've never been able to sell anything there.) I looked up the statue to see if I could sell that, but I can't find anything really like it, and it's really heavy and fragile. So it's living in the kitchen for now. 

If my goal today was to get a job, or solve my problems or save the world? Not so much. If my job was not pass out in a depressed funk, I'm doing okay so far. 
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rexlezard
Oct. 2nd, 2009 06:21 pm (UTC)
Rubber duck, eh? ::grin::

I share a belief that I can stop time. Which occasionally makes for very bad things to happen - food to rot in the fridge, dustbunnies to breed, semesters to end without the paper written, bills not to get paid (even though I have the money), etc.

So, Monday! Monday approaches, I will e-mail you, but I was thinking. . .lunch? Would you like to come over? I could inflict some of my squash soup on you...do you eat squash soup? Or, if you want to make a lap of the dog park with us, we could do that. Alternately, I could meet you in Springfield and we could go thrifting. . .
the_new_perfect
Oct. 2nd, 2009 06:56 pm (UTC)
Wait... were we on for Monday? I had no idea, but I'm excited. :) Let's have lunch. I'm having coffee with someone else later in the afternoon up there, so it's perfect. When should I show? And email with your address; I have no idea where you actually live these days. mmartone@gmail.com
urban_quilter
Oct. 2nd, 2009 06:33 pm (UTC)
Gosh. I played possum (what a great term for it)for most of my life with really poor consequences. It's failure to change reality/stop time/undo things or make bills magically paid never did stop my hopeful belief that this time it would have a different result.

If it weren't for that tsuanmi thing that happened in my life a couple/three years ago, I would probably still be playing possum. So, I know whereof you speak.

Congrats on a good day. :)
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frankiejlh
Oct. 2nd, 2009 06:54 pm (UTC)
I have a secret belief (don't tell anyone, or even say it out loud. When you say it out loud, it sounds crazy) that if I play dead like a possum, I can stop time and

Yes. This, IMNSHO, is the secret heart of procrastination, and what fuels it even against all observations to the contrary.

I have mixed feelings about ducking in and out of time like that; on the one hand it's a temptation which, if indulged as much as I want to indulge it, leads to destruction and entropy and a cycle where life then gets more stressful (see: my education during its last couple of years) and then the impulse to hide becomes even stronger.
On the other hand, sometimes it's useful to take oneself out of the flow of things for a finite period, to get some sense of a bigger picture that makes the daily busy-ness feel worthwhile. I haven't found the trick to balancing these imperatives, however, except to have a strong boundary between Time for Something Productive (+riding time) and Time for Dicking Off (+disembarking from time, if one is so inclined). The next task is reinforcing said boundary :).

I love the statue.
cindy_lou_who8
Oct. 2nd, 2009 07:07 pm (UTC)
The statue looks like the ones we had at St. Catherine's, where I used to work as a teacher a few years ago. Very cool. And please excuse my ignorance, by which Theresa?
the_new_perfect
Oct. 3rd, 2009 12:49 pm (UTC)
Theresa's on the right. "The Little Flower."
phinnia
Oct. 2nd, 2009 08:14 pm (UTC)
they're lovely. i agree, it is like sacrelige. *hugs you*
shonao
Oct. 2nd, 2009 08:22 pm (UTC)
You have state and oceanographic charts in your kitchen?
Lear at every opportunity I suppose ;)

Why does mary have a stake in her foot? That's creepy.
Iconography is HUGE around here right now, that kind of thing wouldn't have lasted 2 seconds down here!
the_new_perfect
Oct. 3rd, 2009 12:50 pm (UTC)
If it had been in a city, it wouldn't have, either. Every once in a while I score stuff I think is cool around here, because the hipsters and dealers aren't beating the same paths. Mostly sales and thrift stores get picked over pretty quickly here, too, though.
puppie
Oct. 2nd, 2009 09:44 pm (UTC)
Omigosh, I totally have that same belief about possum! My head knows it's not true, but my soul remains unconvinced. It's a battle.

What's your seller page? I'll go take a browse.
the_new_perfect
Oct. 3rd, 2009 12:53 pm (UTC)
I don't have a seller page.. it would just be this one music box. I tend not to ebay because I haven't had much luck. I don't buy stuff to sell it usually... I think those flush days of possibility have passed. If I come across something really inexpensive that I think is cool, though, or already have something kicking around that I don't need, then I might try to move it online.
bestboy
Oct. 3rd, 2009 02:37 pm (UTC)
That's awesome that you saved Mary and Theresa. We're looking for a big Mary as we bought a house with a bathtub grotto, so if you ever find a huge outdoor mary, I have a home for her waiting. :-)

also I do the possum thing too.
the_new_perfect
Oct. 3rd, 2009 10:29 pm (UTC)
I'll keep my eyes peeled!
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