“Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.”

The day is gray and rainy. Good thing I have no errands so I can just hang around and do house stuff. Yesterday I had three errands including my eye exam, the last of the yearly doctors’ visits. Unless I break or tear something open, I don’t have to see another doctor until next year. I do need a cat scan on my back which has been really bad for the last couple of weeks. I’m still a pretzel when I walk. I had to turn down working the marathon this year. I knew it would be too much. The cat scan is next week.

I don’t know what has happened to spontaneity. When I was a kid, it ruled our lives. We had school all week and church on Sunday, but the rest of the time was there for us to do whatever we wanted, most times on the spurn of the moment. Mention doing something now and people pull out calendars, and it seems to take forever to find a mutually free day. I remember the doorbell ringing around 2 one morning. It was my friend and her husband. His first homegrown tomatoes were ripe, and they were inviting me right then and there for BLT’s. I ran upstairs and got dressed. Another time I heard honking, and I went outside to find out what was going on. A couple of my friends were there who said, “Let’s go!” I grabbed my bag and went. I didn’t even ask where. Part of the fun was not knowing.

My friends and I have these wonderful theme parties, but they have to be planned. What is Cowboy Day without the right ten gallon hat and chuck wagon food? No skulls to decorate for Day of the Dead? What are you thinking? Chinese New Year means chop sticks and the right decorations. You can’t use a tiger during the year of the pig. I love all our parties, but just once I’d like to knock on doors, wake up my friends and invite them to a surprise, but I don’t dare. I expect they’d be a bit unnerved at the door bell ringing and maybe even upset, annoyed or angry at the intrusion and at being woken up. Twenty years ago I wouldn’t have hesitated. We were all a lot more flexible back then and there was nothing neater than a surprise. Now the best thing is a good night’s sleep. That’s too bad. Surprises are great fun.

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8 Comments on ““Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I’d love someone to wake me up at 2AM and offer BLT’s with home grown tomatoes. It’s practically the only way you can get the tomatoes before the raccoons do. Even better if I had friends who pulled up and said, “grab your bags. ROADTRIP!”
    But I’d have to be able to bring Rocky otherwise it would have to be planned ahead of time so he could get a room at the Bed and Biscuit. There’s always something to kill spontaneity. 😉
    I wonder if anyone is spontaneous anymore. Even kids are scheduled up the wazoo.
    I’m spontaneous most of the time but I know that I can’t inflict it on any of my friends or family. They are still working or have kids that need shuttling around. Only Rocky always has an open calendar. He’s up for anything. 🙂
    Speaking of calendars, I have to make an appointment with the eye doctor. I probably need a new prescription. Oh joy.
    It’s cold and grey up here, too. They said it would be sunny. My favorite ice cream stand opens today and I will be going there even if it is cold. I need hope of warmer weather even if it is only in the form of Black Forest Ice Cream from Bensons. 🙂
    Enjoy the day.

    • Kat Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      If you lived near me, I’d surprise you!! For the roadtrip, I’d even make arrangements ahead for Rocky and surprise you with that!!

      Wondering if anyone is spontaneous is what got me started today. Even kids have calendars, on their iPhones I suspect. None of my friends have jobs which requires they be there in the morning; one gives music lessons but after school.

      I’m geting two new pairs of glasses: one to wear and the other for backup. The pair I have will become the upstairs pair for when I read in bed. I knew I needed a stronger lens to look at the TV. I have bifocals, but figured the reading part is good. The eye doctor said he’d tweak it a bit as he was doing new lenses anyway. He thought y eyes were in great shape: even seemed surprised.

      It is the same here, but I’m staying home. The last couple of days were errand days so today isn’t.

      Have a great afternoon.

  2. olof1 Says:

    I think spontaneity sort of dies witn age 🙂 It’s strange but I love if someone else is spontaneuos and bring me along but I really can’t say that I’m spontaneous my self any longer. Too bad really because I do miss those days but really can’t bring myself to it any longer.

    But like Caryn says, not even kids are spontaneous any longer, theybhave so much to do every day that they have no chance to be spontaneous 🙂 Perhaps they’ll become it when they get older 🙂

    Sunny most of the day here again but clouds arrived when I stopped working. 44F but so much warmer in the sunshine 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer..

    • Kat Says:

      Christer,
      I think you are right, and I think it is sad. I don’t work anymore, and I do things on my own like taking a ride or stopping somewhere I hadn’t figured on so in that way I stay a bit spontaneous, but it isn’t enough. I want to drag more people into the fun.

      Kids are over scheduled, and that is too bad. Playtime should be a huge part of their days.

      Ugly day here!

      Have a great evening!!

  3. Hedley Says:

    Spontaneity is a function of efficient planning.

    • Kat Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      At first glance that sounds like an oxymoron but I do understand after a bit of musings.

  4. Beto Says:

    I walked with the wind and the sun on my face
    My thumb eager for the next ride
    A small duffel bag and a gallon of drink
    And my sweet little dog by my side

    We traveled the roads from Ohio to Maine
    Then made our way back to the coast
    On the kindness of strangers we sledded this land
    And learned that love paid us the most

    • Kat Says:

      Beto,
      You always make me smile at the images you invoke. I can see the road, the hiker and the little dog. The strangers chat and you leave friends.


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