I have just returned from being away from home for a week helping a friend move his family out of province. A new start for them and a change of pace for me. On the way home I stopped over at a friend's to catch up, My friend and I talked into the night-sharing stories and perspectives. Enjoyable and noteworthy for sure...

A friend has a high performance European sports car that I rode in a few days ago. A Porsche 930 turbo late 1970's vintage. Apparently not many of these cars still exist so it generates a lot of interest when it is driven. People in the know experience automotive lust as they glance over the sleek lines of the car and when given an opportunity will approach the owner to offer comments or ask questions.(this actually happened to me while I was standing by the car in a parking lot waiting for my friend)  The car is not really "practical" on many levels and my friend is now considering selling it and buying a more "green" alternative.

Today I started a regime to get my digestive system back in balance. I went to see my naturopath and it appears to be my number one health concern at the moment. I understand it  will take about a month or so to get things back on track utilizing the daily ingestion of numerous pills to aid digestion etc. I also found out that I have not been consuming enough water which is causing a build up of lactic acid in my muscles. So a water bottle needs to be beside me throughout the day to encourage me to sip from time to time and keep my fluids above the "add fluid" line...

Last night I reviewed and got tangled up emotionally with my project list again and what actions I am taking to address the execution of some of the tasks. I seem to be a bit distracted with respect to the focus on a couple of projects that I know I would enjoy if I only got started. I listened to CBC radio yesterday and "This is Definitely Not the Opera" addressed the issue of distraction as their theme . Some excellent points were raised. Sometimes distraction is not a bad thing as it leads to creative solutions to problems and assists in "boosting" creativity. Gives your mind an opportunity to refocus and bring together other aspects in a quest for a solution. Excellent stuff,,,,,,,Of course the flip side is totally loosing focus by undertaking an unrelated path and the project does not get done....

In my garage I have a cabinet that up to yesterday had a pile of file boxes on top of it containing misc household items and some old "paperwork" documentation. The boxes "migrated" from the basement to the garage in 2003 to make room in my under the stairs storage area. The reason I know this is In my wisdom I had tagged the boxes with the month and year (June 2003) with a note they need to be sorted.

I have been focused on the concept of distraction lately. The concept has been rumbling around in my consciousness for a while and reinforced occasionally by "hits" from the universe.. little nudges and lessons coming to the forefront. 

On Wednesday I finally rescued and hauled my 1959 Triumph TR3 home from the farm equipment filled quonset that has been its' home for the last couple of years. "Marilyn" is now sitting in my driveway under a car cover with assorted body panels piled up in my garage. I have been daydreaming about taking this step for over a year. After numerous failed attempts at organizing and executing the extraction the "stars aligned" and the deed was done...

June (so far) has proven to be a strange month for me emotionally. The best way to describe it (I think) is that I am in a restless and unsettled state! I do not view this condition as being negative per se but I am a little concerned about the intensity of what I am experiencing day to day. There is some family drama unfolding (in varying degrees of intensity) that I am trying to distance myself from but not doing that great a job of doing so. I realize I need to set boundaries on my involvement in the drama of those close to me. Their journey is their journey and I need to be there for them if needed but I also have to detach and assume the role of observer and let things be? Hard to do but necessary. 

We are going through a dry period weather wise in my part of the world which means more "hands on" watering vrs letting nature take care of things. This morning I woke at 6:00 a.m. and went out and started rotating the sprinkler on 20 minute cycles. A beautiful morning to experience with the birds singing and the quietness in the neighborhood adding another dimension.

Today I was playing in the dirt-helping my parents by repairing some damaged lawn at their home. It has been a while since I sowed grass seed and I am hoping for a successful grow..

I think I have touched on this subject in an earlier blog but as it seems to resurface every so often into my consciousness I thought I would re-look at my thoughts on the subject. 

Tonight my wife and I took our dog for her daily walk and soaked in the beautiful spring night. The neighborhood is especially quiet tonight for some reason? Not many people out and about....

I am keeping an Excel spreadsheet documenting the tasks and hours spent reassembling my Triumph TR3. This activity keeps me focused on the project and offers a daily recap of my progress and commitment to getting the car back together. I have broken the project into phases with the hope as the goals are reached I will celebrate and hopefully be stimulated to keep on going.

Today I have stumbled a bit project wise and been fairly clumsy generally (not sure why?). I could tell in the early morning this was not a day for doing anything complicated or dangerous. My mind was just "not on task". I tried to do some simple chores and things went wrong so I decided to keep a low profile generally. Sometimes it just pays to walk away from things..

This morning I awoke at 4:30 a.m. restless and not really ready to get up I made my way to the back door to let my dog out. She seemed to think it was morning and time to get going.It was fairly cool temperature wise at 4:30 a.m. and I experienced the predawn light that was just starting to erupt. Good stuff but not enough stimulation to keep me awake or outside... After a quick run around the garden she finished her business and I let her back in and I went back to my bedroom. My mind was racing and it took a while to get back to sleep...

It was a beautiful summer night in the neighborhood so I hit our local bicycle path (around 7:30) for a quick spin. I rode for an hour and only saw 2 other people walking on the path and no one riding....I moved into the neighborhood streets-same story. No dog walking, no strolling, no bike riding-hardly anyone on the streets. In fact in one neighborhood I saw no one for about 5 blocks. I guess TV is winning over being out on a beautiful summer night...???

Two weeks ago a decision was made to "reclaim" my son's abandoned bedroom and turn it back into a room that can actually be slept in. The last time it was used as such was last March when friends and their children arrived for a short visit to attend a wedding. Since then it has become mainly a storage spot for art supplies (lots of canvasses) and assorted file boxes containing the remnants of my corporate life, 2 old TV sets and other assorted misc "stuff" that had no place permanent for storage...some of it relevant-some of it surplus and some of it a rather large "?" mark?

I was soaking in the hot tub when the rain started to fall...wonderful experience...I celebrated the drops of moisture so badly needed in my part of the country....now the lightning has started....interesting skies accompanied by the sound of thunder...brings on heartfelt memories to me of my dearly departed bull Mastif Ellie-she was one tough dog but she didn't like the sound of thunder....her trying to find comfort by staying very close to whoever she could find in the house during the storm brings a smile to my face...