Hump Bear and Bleak Days

I wanted to kick about two unrelated topics with you this week. Both are of a personal nature. Neither one has anything to do with the other.

Here goes…

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Hump Bear

Hump Bear

Marble is our one male cat inside. You can read more about his past here. Being fixed, it would stand to reason that some of his desires no longer exist. At least, that’s been my logic. After all, if you don’t have the equipment to do the job, you aren’t going to be spending a whole lot of time think about that activity. Right?

Well, I guess Marble is different. He still spends time contemplating sexual activities despite having the surgery done. No wonder Miya and Nutty run from him all the time.

Back this last fall, the teddy bear husband bought me when we lived in Cookeville [one town west of us] ended up on the floor. Neither husband or I thought much of it at the time. It was dusty and I hadn’t thought about it sentimentally for years. After all, husband and I have a good relationship without the materialistic attachments.

Marble eyed it laying in the middle of the floor and decided to latch on to it. A-okay by me.

That’s how it started out, but I think he might have gotten too fond of it.

He’s been humping the silly thing.

At first, it was a sporadic occurrence. Then it became a daily activity. I would just shake my head as I walked by this spectacle. So I’ve got a strange cat. What else is knew? However, as of late, this cat is humping that poor bear several times each day. Does he need a therapist?

My poor little teddy bear has become Hump Bear.

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Bleak Days
Image provided by Stuart Anthony
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Bleak Days

Most people around the globe peek at the weather, online, on TV, or in the newspaper. I consider it an obsession our society has had for a while. The same can probably be said about how we keep track of time too.

Here in the U.S., we’re having our cold months right now. In Tennessee, this time usually isn’t all that cold, though. Especially if you compare it to the northern states. The highs were reaching up into the fifties [Fahrenheit] until right before New Year’s Day. Yes, jacket weather but not cold enough to bring out the wool.

When the colder weather finally hit these mountains I live in, I felt a little apprehensive, although not about the temperature. I had been going through so melancholy and the thought of it turning into actual depression wasn’t something I wanted to deal with in any shape or form.

I started making plans that would, hopefully, keep the deep dark blues away. All this is, is preparing to do spring housecleaning in January. I’d forgo any intentions of getting serious writing done on my WiP in exchange for a clean house with a fresh clean springtime smell to it to chase away any depressing moods.

Believe it or not, this activity works for depression. At least it does for me. I remove everything from sight that reminds me of Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years. Anything with black, rich orange, roasted brown, rich green, or rich red gets tucked away where I can’t see it.

I take a damp sponge to all of the walls, making sure I get the base boards. I spray Windex all over the windows, wiping them with a paper town. I deep polish wood furniture. I move furniture to vacuum and, with some pieces, rearrange so the rooms look a little different.

I even buy air freshener in one of the tea fragrances and spray the rooms afterward.

I made all these plans two days before New Year’s Day in preparation to ward off that nasty mood of despondency I thought sure would hit me January 2nd.

Although, it didn’t hit. It didn’t touch me. In fact, I don’t think it even put one foot in my yard outside. I woke up, greeted with a mood of smiles and wellbeing even though, looking out the window, it was clear that the days hadn’t changed. It was still gray and dismal out there.

As I waited for the coffee to brew, I gazed out onto the backyard, really not paying attention to anything that was out there because I was trying to figure out why I felt so good.

Did a giant-sized brick wall of gloom crumble for me in the middle of the night while I slumbered? Did I receive some divine wisdom that put all things right for me during one of those dreams I never remember?

Is it that the other shoe hasn’t dropped?

While I wait for the answers to these questions, I’m going to enjoy my days.

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How are your first days of the new year going?

“When you are joyful, when you say yes to life and have fun and project positivity all around you, you become a sun in the center of every constellation, and people want to be near you.” ― Shannon L. Alder

 

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26 Replies to “Hump Bear and Bleak Days”

  1. It is always nice to clean the house, and it brings such a refreshing feeling when you actually tidy up and you can see the difference. While it is cool over your part of the world, it is certainly on the warm summer side here in Australia. So far I am enjoying the start to the new year and am trying very much to live in the moment and take each day as it comes. No expectations. I hope to make more time to do my first book this year, but most importantly I want to do the things that make me happy 🙂

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      1. This year the bush fires haven’t been so bad. We’ve had quite a bit of rain in December and in the lead up to summer. Most days have bordered on the cool side too. You stay happy and healthy too, Glynis. Two most important things apart from love and family.

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    1. ixed too. :DMiya and Nutty, the two females inside wouldn’t put up with Marble even trying to hump them. He has a love affair going on with one of the outside kitties but we had her fixed too. 😀

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  2. Glynis, you made me laugh with the report about Marble. I’m not over qualified to say this, but a male is a male is a male, and long after everything is in good working order, males will pursue what they are known to pursue. Poor Teddy, to be so ill used. You might say he has given his life for the comfort of Miya and Nutty. They should give Teddy a (gentle) smooch.

    But the best part was the second portion of your post. How wonderful that you woke to feeling good about yourself. I like my house to be clean but it’s a losing proposition here in the (phony) eucalyptus woods where the gritty dust is high and usually spread lavishly throughout my house. I can clean the glass table in the morning to find it layered with a rich cloth of dust in the evening. My favorite way to clean house is to rearrange a few items – your similar strategy is sound. Then I leave to go for a walk or to window shop. (Yes, I do clean, but when I discovered that scrubbing the very old cabinets in my kitchen did not improve their appearance, I figured that other endeavors benefited more from my efforts.)

    Should you find that other dropped shoe, kick it under a table and continue to enjoy your lovely day, doing things that make you smile. Like looking out the window at the pristine snow. Like wondering what Teddy’s life was like before Marble.

    Luvya, you know.

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    1. You live among eucalyptus trees? I’m green with envy. I absolutely adore the invigorating smell of them. I don’t have a lot of glass anywhere in my house so I don’t think I have quite as much of a problem with the dust showing so fast.

      I love window shopping too. Daydream about what I would do with what I bought without having to spend a dime. No guilt involved.

      Luvya too. 😉

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        1. I have septic ’cause I live one mile outside the city limits of this small town. I’d plant them at the forest line that is the back line of our property making the entire backyard have that wonderful aroma.

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  3. Great post Glynis! my twin boy & girl dogs hump each other, so who knows what all the humping really means. as for early spring cleaning, I totally agree – I hardly even put up decorations – limit them to confined area – as taking them down is rather depressing…

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    1. Hi, Daal.

      Because we have three inside cats, we haven’t had a Christmas tree. Marble is the climber of the bunch. Nothing would deter him from getting up into it so we just don’t have one. We’ve limited our decorating to a decoration on the valance of our front window, a wreath, some candles, and holiday hand towels for the kitchen. Like some, the holiday season is a little depressing for me, so the sooner it’s over with, the better.

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  4. I know what you mean about a clean house. Everything feels new again and it rubs off on you. It just does. Glad you’re feeling g.o.o.d. 🙂

    Marble is a cat all his own. 😀 😛

    This time of year it’s not unusual to get the blues. It’s lack of sunny days, I think. All that gray and dull leaves us lacklustre too.

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    1. Lackluster is the perfect word for the way I felt all during the holiday season. Maybe it would have continued if I didn’t start cleaning windows and baseboards. 😉

      Seasonal depression is a common affliction. Whenever I feel the blues getting too dark, I start turning on lights all over the house. It does help.

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