Some may not know, but if you see someone online on Instagram, Twitter, or even in some of my own blog posts, you may see the word spoonie as a tag. The term was coined by another blogger. It was explained that each spoon represented the stores of energy that someone with a chronic condition or a condition that cannot be cured. So when you are out, you have to rest to replenish.
I never understood where spoons came out of, but I played enough cards that I used them for my understanding of it. It made more sense because you need to have cards to play trading card games. Something I have been in a lot of in my years. When you play those games, running out of cards in hand often is a death sentence to not having those pieces to work with in your hand. In fact, it made me want to think of a spoonie card game just so some people can understand what it is like.
Anytime someone can make others have fun and have it sit on a concept that can be then broken down when they want to. Sometimes we all need to look at some more serious things and can’t, but having a few laughs, it makes it that much more approachable. It is on the list of things that I need to work on but in my efforts to get everything done and be the renaissance villain trying to remake a crappy world into my own better ideas. I say that with the high-brow humor as is expected of me.
Redbubble store is going slowly, and now it’s just working on the back end, like formatting and experimentation for the new and improved blends, which currently as the basic salt is now being infused before being mixed as is the sugars makes me think we will have the most luxurious all natural flavorings on the planet. It takes time to make the best, but I am using things no one else is using and know I am working and layering to do and books still need to be formatted. Overall it’s just more and more to do, but progress, as you see, is being made, so I cannot complain. Much.
Still trying to get everything in a body that seems to feel that it has more than just half a used battery, but I think progress is enough to at least keep me happy and move up the diet and exercise, so it would be a little more taxing, so I can get myself in better shape, it is showing some signs.
Finally, there was a moment where just everything kind of connected, and there was something that made sense. You just have that moment where things seem like they are being pulled together, and it finally dawns on you the reason for all the practice. It is a eureka moment that allows you to finally grasp how all of what you are aiming for is coming together, like a cipher where only you have the answer to the code and to make it seem so simple to understand, no matter how brutal the execution may be. It was a bit of a nice moment. Now there just is the nasty habit of execution because all the hopes mean little.
Also, my aunt has been sick since the last post. I gave her some of the rolled truffles made initially for work, she loves dark chocolate truffles, and so I had saved her and my uncle some.