Oh No, Please, Don’t Pick Up Your Shoes

What is chaos?  I’m glad you asked.

Chaos is the world around me.  I want things done a certain way.  I want things in their designated places.  Oh, but everyone does not share the same passion for organizing that I have. Enter chaos. 

If this is you…seek help from a professional Organizationologist STAT!

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Exhibit A: Shoes in the middle of the floor. Nothing in my mind says that smack dab in the floor’s center should lie a pair of shoes.

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Exhibit B: Empty cartons, boxes, bags, etc. strategically placed back in their spots. (NOW you know how to pick things up.)

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Exhibit C: Lights, Camera, Action! More like Lights, Television, Tablet! Every possible object powered be electricity or battery will be on in the room …simultaneously…occupied by none other than no one!

Looking for something in a chaotic room is just like trying to find Waldo.

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Exhibit D: I can’t find my… Fill in the blank with anything. Yes, anything and everything that is absolutely important to your current survival needs.  Of course you can’t find anything, because you put everything everywhere.

This is just the minor levels of chaos I encounter on a regular daily basis. What brings about chaos in your life? Feel free to share in the comments!

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Fait Accompli 


Is total control really worth the price?

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Most people don’t wake up in the morning knowing EXACTLY how their day will unfold. Well, I’m not most people. My name is Alyssa, and I have total control over how my day goes. 

While most people are dreaming while sleeping, I am putting together tomorrow. 

There is just one problem with this special “gift”. I have to terminate one person before I go back to sleep to create my tomorrow. 

Now when I say “terminate”, I don’t mean fire or let someone go from my life. I literally mean terminate. You know, as in put an end to  one’s life. 


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Now I bet you’re a bit confused. Let me explain. 

It all started on a hot and humid summer day in a small town along a little known bayou in Louisiana. 

I began that morning griping about the weather the minute I stepped outside and my hair instantly frizzed up and my skin immediately began to glisten with sweat. 

I cursed summer!


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My neighbor, Mrs. Langlois, was outside sipping her coffee and judging people as she religiously did every morning. She heard me despise the season and beelined straight towards me. 

“Well, good morning young lady. What’s got you a cussin’ so early in the day?”

I really wasn’t in the mood to deal with “The Mouth of the South” so I just decided to tell the truth and let her get back to playing judge and jury with the rest of the neighborhood. 

“Good morning! I’m just disgusted with this heat and humidity. That’s all.”
“Well young lady, if you don’t like it do something about it!”, replied Mrs. Langlois. 


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At this point I’m convinced she wasn’t JUST drinking coffee. What on God’s green Earth was I supposed to do to cancel summer? Hell, I couldn’t even dodge my Public Investigator neighbor!

“Well, Mrs. Langlois you and I both know that’s impossible. I’ll just deal with it like I’ve been doing for all 21 years of my life.”

Mrs. Langlois grasped my right hand in her Little Old Lady hands, looked me dead in my eyes, and said, “Fait Accompli.” She then lowered my hand, and said, “Make it a good one, young lady!” 

And just like that, Neighborhood Watch was marching back to her perch to resume her routine snooping. 


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I was already thirty minutes behind schedule for the day, so I got in my car and left. 
Disturbed by Mrs. Langlois’ little performance back at my house, I decided I would Google “Fait Accompli”. 

I grabbed my cell from my purse that sat in the passenger seat and Googled the words that were strangely uttered by my eavesdropping neighbor. 

Caught up in what my search yielded, I wasn’t paying attention to the road and slammed right into the car in front of me. 

Damn! 

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After dealing with the police, repair shops, my insurance company, and my guilt, I was done for the day. 

I drove my damaged car into my driveway and went straight into my house. 

Something was off. 

Where was Tammy Talkalot? She should have greeted me at my door to tell me about the wreck I caused. Oh well, it’s better she didn’t. I had no more energy for her. 


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Awaken from my slumber I noticed my house was cooler than it usually was during the summer. I grabbed another blanket and went back to sleep. 

The next day I woke up ready to fight with the heat and humidity. I made sure my hair was in a nice frizz resistant bun and headed out the door. 
As I walked outside, I instantly froze. What the hell? The cool crisp autumn air whipped against my exposed skin. The leaves crunched under my flip flops. Those same leaves were brown. 

Brown like the trees that stood before me. I looked around me and fall was in full bloom! 


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My confusion was interrupted by a little voice that belonged to my overly layered meddlesome neighbor, Mrs. Langlois. 

She was making her way over…AGAIN! I stood there and just waited. 

“Good morning, young lady! I hope you are enjoying the weather.”

Okay, so now I KNEW I was not the only one who was seeing and feeling fall.

“Good morning Mrs. Langlois. I am enjoying it.”

“That’s great dear, enjoy your day. And make it a good one.” 


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She made her way back home and left me even more confused. I looked at my phone to check for news about this weather. 

But I was met with other news, rather strange news. The guy whose car I wrecked was dead. There it was in black and white. “Local Marine, Pvt. Keith Fontaine, Died While Fighting For His Country Overseas.”

How was that possible? He has been home for months. I accidentally ran into the back of his car yesterday. None of this was making any sense. 

‪I ran back towards my house and it just hit me. My damaged car was no longer damaged. 

I felt everything spinning around me. I was so confused I thought I was going to faint. I went in the house and sat down on the sofa. 


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What was going on? 
I ran over to Mrs. Langlois’ house. She was outside as I expected. 

“Mrs. Langlois, we need to talk!”, I demanded. 

She smiled proudly, then nonchalantly replied, “I know.” 

I Remember A Day

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I remember a day. A day when I could wake up,  get ready, and wait. I would wait for someone to drive me to this place and that place. I remember a day when my main goal was to maintain straight A’s.  This was the same day I would dance for hours, read at will, and sing without concern of the harsh criticism from others. During this day I could not relate to the songs on the radio, but I would sing them as if I could. Oh how I remember the day when my only competition was my brother. My brother who is only older by one year. If I could beat him at racing,  I was the fastest person on Earth! I remember a day.  A day without worry, anxiety, depression, self esteem issues, deadlines, gossip, drama, death, pain, broken hearts, health problems… I remember a day. A day in the life of my childhood.

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It Was No Accident…I Did It On Purpose

Yes, I am a brat.  Yes, I am selfish. Yes, it is my way or my way.  Yes,  I said my way or my way.  At least I gave you an option.

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When I hung up on your girlfriend. It was no accident. I did it on purpose. When I “tripped” and “accidentally” unplugged your controller from the video game…that was not an accident. I did it on purpose. That time when I “forgot” to tell you a girl called for you, and she stopped talking to you at school…you guessed it. Not an accident. I did it on purpose.
And all the times I had your back…I did that on purpose too!

It is wonderful having the brother I have. As a kid there was never a dull moment with us.  Even now as adults we still have a great bond. Despite my numerous  attempts to sabotage his happiness (Sorry, but that is what happens if you don’t play by my rules.), we got along very well.  What can I say? I did it on purpose.

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Go Take a Walk Outside: Outside Looking In

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We often find ourselves in a place where we cannot seem to figure out what to do in a certain situation. We consult with friends, family, co-workers, teachers, therapists, and sometimes complete strangers! All of this is done to gain insight to make a decision that we simply cannot make on our own. When our backs are against the wall everything moves quickly. The room spins.  We see what is in front of us and what is in our peripherals. This is why we are unable to calm down, think, and come up with a solution.

Are you tired of saying, Why didn’t I think of that? Well that makes sense! Oh,  I see!, along with any number of Ah ha!  phrases everytime a member of your support team solves all of your problems?  If you are, then read on.  This just might help you out the next time your back is against the wall.

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The difference between you and your support team during a difficult situation is location. Your placement during tough times is right there in the trenches. While others are viewing your situation from the outside. It is a lot easier to solve a problem when you are able to see every aspect of the situation. We can all tell the lady in the scary movies to avoid going up the stairs. We can all tell our friends to avoid a certain resturant because of poor service. We can all warn our co-workers of the traffic on the way to work.  Why is this possible? Simple. Because we have already been there. Also, because we are now on the outside looking in. 

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It is now time for you to take a walk outside. Take a walk outside and see what everyone else sees.  Meaning, remove yourself from the situation and look at what is really going on around you. You have to get a better view, a better idea of what is really happening in your life.  If you are constantly coping with the stresses of life, and never stop to take inventory of your life. You will never be able to figure out what is really going on.

Let’s just say you are having financial problems.  I’m sure anyone who is on the outside will be able to solve your money woes quickly! Why?  Because they are not tied to your lifestyle. They don’t need that pricey car. They don’t need all of the channels the cable provider is willing to shove down your throat. Those on the outside recognize reality over “necessity”. It’s also easier to recognize error when one has made and corrected those same behaviors.

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It’s time to let go of your stress and go take a walk outside! It is time to view your life the way other’s may view it. It is time to slow down and observe from the outside and realize what is really unfolding in your life!

Vision in Progress

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I’m in a place where nothing makes much sense.  I don’t have a game plan. I just take it day by day.  This really scares me. I don’t like the unknown. I know I can’t predict the future, but I used to feel as if I were in control of it. Everything is spiraling out of control. I am lost.  Every day feels wasted.  Wasted because it was the same as the day before. This stagnation is taking a toll on me.  I need to regain control. I need to have a plan. I need to have an idea of what’s out in the distance. I need a sign. A shadow. A silhouette. A distinct sound.  A feeling. A voice. A vision.  A  vision of what’s to come. A vision of a plan. A vision of a new, bolder, better day.

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I need a vision of tomorrow. Not that Deja Vu vision of events that I’m pretty sure occurred and leave me feeling a deep sense of confusion. Not that vision of anticipation. Anticipation: dream-like symptoms turned nightmare.  Not that vision of what I want.  No not again. But that vision of what’s lost.  That vision of the missing mission.  Yes, that vision.  The one I didn’t conjure up in my head or in my heart.  That vision that is firmly planted in my minds eye and transitions to my brain. That vision that is then processed in the various areas of my brain. Then I will be able to see it.  I will be able to feel it.  I will be able to hear it.  Olfaction will be introduced to the vision gradually.  Perhaps it will also have  gustatory sensations.

Until then.
Life.
Is a vision in progress.

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Emptying My Thoughts: Night Five

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Today is Administrative Professionals Day, and the owners and management went all out for us!  The meeting room was decorated, food was made for us by one of the owners,  we received gifts,  we had an extended (uninterrupted) lunch, and one of the managers in the office even sang for us!  It was a good day at the office today.

I still have finishing my bachelor’s degree on my mind and becoming more accomplished. I also need to learn how to skate before June!  I guess some goals are easier than others.

Well that’s all for tonight. I don’t have that much bogging down my mind tonight. I’m headed to Slumberland. Check out some of my latest posts if you find yourself up for a little while longer.  ☺

Truth in Disguise
Whisper
Ghostly Giggle

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I’m Ready!- Why I Like Spongebob Squarepants

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?  I can only think about Spongebob Squarepants. If you know someone, or rather something living in a pineapple anywhere. Please let me know. Anyway,  Spongebob is everywhere and completely unavoidable for me. My kids love him and truth be told…so do I.

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If you aren’t a fan of the talking yellow sponge who is the picture of optimism, you probably don’t understand why an adult (or anyone for that matter) would love such a show.  Well, I will let you know why I do. First,  I need to let you know that this show takes you so far from reality, why wouldn’t you enjoy it?  At the end of my day I am tired of people discussing the world and its plethora of issues. I am exhausted from hearing and reading about #RichPeoplesProblems. And honestly I am about done with the things I personally have to deal with in my own life. That is why I turn to none other than Spongebob and his friends down in Bikini Bottom.

I actually started watching this show when it first started and then never really got into it.  Fast-forward some years.  Add two kids. Now I have become a fan of the foolery that occurs under the sea. From the money, money, money attitude of Mr Krabs, to the paranoia Spongebob instills in Mrs. Puff.  This show provides hours of senseless entertainment for me.

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Obviously creator and marine biologist, Stephen Hillenberg knows exactly what he is doing. Spongebob Squarepants has been  annoying his neighbor and co worker, Squidward for going on seventeen years!  This sponge has been failing his driving test,  working at the Krusty Crab, taking care of his pet snail,  Gary, being BFFs with Patrick, blowing bubbles, catching jellyfish, and much more for almost seventeen years!  Spongebob has definitely made his mark, and not just on the small screen (well not so small these days). Spongebob Squarepants has movies,  books, toys, clothing, and my personal favorite MEMES! 

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If you ever want to escape reality. Take a dip in the sea, and make your way to Bikini Bottom. Join Spongebob, Patrick, Squidward, Mr. Krabs, Gary, Sandy, Plankton, and the others for a moment away from reality!

My 9:00 P.M. Reminder

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It’s 9:00 p.m., and my alarm just went off reminding me to take my medicine. This made me think about the recent conversation I had with my neurologist. At one point during the doctor’s visit, she said something about no 30 year old wants to take medicine every day for the rest of their life.  After that, I briefly left the conversation (mentally of course). Wow, I have been taking these medicines for four years now and at that moment was the first time I realized that I will probably be taking medicine every single day of my life! 

Why am I seeing a neurologist? Why am I taking medicine every day? Migraines and myoclonus would accurately answer that question. I am thankful to have something to take to control the two, but the reality of a daily medicine reminder does become frustrating. At times I “forget” to take the preventative medicine, because I just get tired of taking it.  I just want to feel like I did before having these problems. I guess I feel like maybe the headaches and jerking are gone, and I no longer need the medicine. Then things just get worse once I stop, and it is back to my 9:00 p.m. medicine reminder.

K. A. Smith

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