Lighten Up!

strong-mover-201x300I hate clutter, but sometimes, behind closed doors, it can sneak up on you. Out of sight doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. The lengthy bouts of inclement weather we have endured this spring have also made for unintended, positive consequences. Forced time indoors and the ensuing purges from closets, basement and attic are not only freeing but a trip down memory lane as well. Read on for my quick impressions and whether any resonate for you.
• Clearing out
• Five trash bags worth of clothing
• Weight lifted
• Holding on to the dream/image/notion of a secret/glamorous life waiting beyond
• The never worn striped sweater a la Audrey Hepburn on a Mediterranean yacht
• Sky high purple heels for the red carpet
• The chandelier earrings for the paparazzi
• More mundane; the comfortable look that feels more like a Halloween costume
• When do we really get our fashion sense and what is it a reflection of? Frozen in time.
• False eyelashes
• Gold headbands
• Outerwear for the après ski moments in the chalet perched on a mountain top overlooking a quaint Alpine village where the locals are sipping hot toddies.
• What about cooking utensils, dishes, glasses, and more?
• All to be used when entertaining, baking bread or making pasta from scratch. Seriously???

And suitcases…too many to count, multiplying in the attic like a science fiction movie. Where did 20+ suitcases come from? Admittedly we travel a lot and have done so for many years. Also, the size restrictions have made it almost an impossibility to keep up with changing regulations for check in and carry on. Too big, too small – feels like Goldilocks, tortured to find the perfect piece…for now. Is it identifiable?

• Who else would have a red suitcase with a day-glow green tag?
• What are we ignoring?
• Holding onto?
• Prepared for anything? What emergency?
• Too many novel story lines. The glamour of sashaying through an airport looking ever so put together, lightly pulling the perfectly sized piece is an image for the big screen.
• Reality. More like dragging, pulling, and negotiating the byzantine JFK check-in procedures/process. This is not 1960!
And airports…Imagining the places you could be and the experiences you could have.
People leaving + returning = adventure.

Readying the bags for donations or trash day. Someone out there will love and feeling lighter already!

©MWeisner2017

Is Your Bucket List Getting Rusty?

bucketlist-listI don’t have a bucket list and if I did, it would have to be written in pencil with a large eraser and room for substitutions. Not that long ago bungee jumping was something I pictured as an exciting, adrenaline fueled experience. Yet after watching one in real time, it became abundantly clear that it was not a good match for me. On the other hand, when the opportunity for a tandem paragliding flight off the Grand Tetons was a possibility, I jumped at the chance. It was an amazing moment in time with a seasoned pilot and yes, I suppose it’s something to add to that “non-bucket” list of mine and cross off as completed.

The total experience of seeing the gliders overhead as they dipped and hovered like giant winged birds was magical. I knew that I also wanted to fly. Had I given it too much thought with my practical side considering costs, fear of a crash landing, injury and long term disability, I would have dismissed it out of hand. Unknown to me, my husband had also been captivated by the same scene earlier so when I broached the subject with him, he was on board. In an hour we were registered and paired with our pilots. Having credit cards committed, there was no time for second guessing and only the tingle of anticipation as we rode the gondola to the top. My husband recorded my take-off, and between the pilot’s camera and on ground photographer, there were multiples to review and listen to afterward.

Each time I watch the video, it’s a reminder of the pure joy and adrenaline rush from doing anything so out of my comfort zone. After the flight we signed up for white water rafting and fly-fishing. Why not? And when I feel anxious about presenting a new workshop or trying something closer to my freak-out zone, all I need to do is pull out my phone, watch that video and feel confident that this other stuff is a cakewalk.

What’s on your list of activities to try, places to visit or new skills to learn? There will always be time and/or financial considerations. I would love to fly to Paris in first class yet coach will suffice if Paris is my true, ultimate goal. Fill that “bucket” with exciting adventures ready to be plucked out and experienced, not buried with excuses in the graveyard of “Memories I Wish I Had”.

©MWeisner2017

7 Mascaras and Counting

mascaraRight now I have a drawer filled with mascara tubes; at least seven and counting. Some are duplicates and range from moderately used to brand new and still in the package. They have found their way to the makeup drawer from CVS or Bloomingdale’s and everything in between. I am not on the hunt for the perfect product that promises to be waterproof or lengthening or lash thickening. No, honestly I had forgotten about the six previous purchases entirely. Mascara, as with most makeup, holds the promise of fun, adventure and different. It’s something that always “fits” and can also fall into the “necessary” vs. “frivolous” category; satisfying with little risk or financial cost.What an instant mood lifter… or is this seemingly unnecessary purchase an example of a thoughtless act? If only I had an image of what I already owned and armed with that visual, torn myself away from the makeup counter. What did I need vs. what was I responding to? Had I been suckered in by the lights and glamour of the aisles? Was I just another shopper transfixed by desire vs. need? Does it require such an in-depth analysis? I think not, in fact, all it requires is a magnifying mirror and a steady hand.

• What is your low cost way to have fun?
• When do you over-analyze your actions?
• How does this diminish the pleasure?
• Whose permission do you need?

©2016 Maureen Weisner

Clearing Out

spring-cleaning-your-closetI hate clutter, but sometimes, behind closed doors, it can sneak up on you. Out of sight doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. The lengthy bouts of inclement weather we have endured this year have also made for unintended, positive consequences. Forced time indoors and the ensuing purges from closets, basement and attic are not only freeing but a trip down memory lane as well. Read on for my quick impressions. Any resonate for you?

Clearing out
Five trash bags worth of clothing
Weight lifted
Holding onto the dream/image/notion of a secret/glamorous life waiting beyond
The never worn striped sweater a la Audrey Hepburn on a Mediterranean yacht
Sky high purple heels for the red carpet
The chandelier earrings for the paparazzi
More mundane, the comfortable look that feels more like a Halloween costume
When do we really get our fashion sense and what is it a reflection of?
False eyelashes
Gold headbands
Outerwear for the après ski moments in the chalet perched on a mountain top overlooking a quaint Alpine village where the locals are sipping hot toddies.
What about cooking utensils, dishes, glasses, etc.
All to be used when entertaining, baking bread from scratch and making pasta. Seriously???
Suitcases…too many to count- multiplying in the attic. Where did 20+ suitcases come from? Admittedly we travel a lot and have done so for many years. Also, the size restrictions have made it almost an impossibility to keep up with changing regulations for check in and carry on. Too big, too small – feels like Goldilocks, tortured to find the perfect piece…for now. Is it identifiable?
Who else would have a red suitcase with a day-glow green tag? What are we ignoring?
Holding onto?
Prepared for anything? What emergency?
Too many novels. The glamour of sashaying through an airport looking ever so put together, lightly pulling the perfectly sized piece.
Reality. More like dragging, pulling, and negotiating the byzantine JFK check-in procedures/process. This is not 1960
Imagining the places you could be and the experiences you could have.
People leaving + returning = adventure.

©MWeisner2015