Transition for T

Are you in transition?

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amazing stuff emerges from this muck…

I am in transition.
I am always in transition.
I love learning and growing and having new experiences. I wish the lessons all came in shiny, happy packages, but they don’t.

We humans are such projects.
Can’t be thinking and saying, “It will all be better when…” and worst of all, “I will be happier when…”
No. Not true. I mean, it might be true, but there will always be something else comin directly.


As I finished up my most recent kitchen project and had a dinner guest an hour later, I thought I should maybe mention that I don’t usually serve store-bought desserts, but we had been standing on and sanding over the baking counter just hours before, and it’s my understanding that joint compound dust is less than yummy.

The house has got to be the ultimate transition item for me. Yes, I did finally hang all the pictures, but I haven’t gone around and put sticky tack on the bottoms yet. Yes, I have only painted and papered one of nine drawers. No, the back hallway trim is still not done. Maybe I LIKE nail holes and visible nail heads!

It’s too warm for big sweaters and boots, but it’s too cool for tees and flip-flops. It’s the in-between time of year where I dress and undress several times a day. Hair up, sweater off, open a window, drink a cold beer, sweater back on, close the window, let my hair down, find some socks, pull up a blanket, make some hot tea — I can’t be the only one.

My yard is also in transition. Second spring here means, “Hey that wasn’t here last year! What is that? Do I like that? I’m not sure.”

Our grass is tall because my husband used his one sunny day off to take me to lunch. It’s not always tall. Okay, it is always tall in April.

Every Wednesday feels like a tiny marital death, because I miss The Mister so freakin much by then. Ships that pass in the night. Don’t ask me about love on a Wednesday, I’ll tell you a sob story, full of despair and agony. “I miss you. Do you miss me too? Kiss me ferrealiously! You smell fantastic! Do you still like my spaghetti? You haven’t found better spaghetti, have you? Is it Thursday yet?”

Until his semester’s over, we only get ONE WHOLE DAY all week to be a family together. We’re pretty stingy with our one day, so no, we don’t want to do x, y, or z with you. When the semester’s over, we’ll see you. Just hang in there.

As I mentioned to Mark the other day, my body is in its spring stage, just like my dog’s. If I were smarter, I’d schedule both of our physicals for July or August, and not in May. Our doctors always see us in transition. “Let’s get her height and winter noodle intake, please.”

Health must count for a great deal of transition. After being sick for a short time last month, it took me the better part of two weeks to feel like myself again. And I’m never truly well, between the arthritis and the anxiety, but I still like to feel like myself.

These are only small things with small impact.
Big things create enormous change, and huge opportunities for growth.
I don’t blog about my big things, but they’re there.

Aw, look at lil me — I’m so naive and blurry…I have no idea what’s coming…I could say that of every single day, couldn’t I?


Everyone I know is in a transition with something.
Transition isn’t a stage, it’s a continual renewal.


All the more reason to stop and reflect upon all the things that are just right.





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41 Responses to Transition for T

  1. It is easy to forget when things are ‘just right’ as there always seems to be things that are not right that need concentrating on. 🙂


  2. Nagzilla says:

    “I am always in transition.”
    The older I get, the more I realize this is always true. Some transitions are more painful/traumatic/drawn out than others, but everything, EVERYTHING, is a transition.

    Thanks for sharing your insights.

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  3. queenaudit says:

    Your posts always speak to me. There is a lot in transition with me today. School, the condo and while I am feeling vulnerable in all phases of these transitions I feel a part of the whole reading your transitions.

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  4. markbialczak says:

    You are so right to consider the besties over the worsties, Joey. Change is always one second away, no matter, so enjoy this tick. Of course, it took me 57 years and how many grimaces, groans and gyrating gesticulations to write those two sentences? 🙂

    Thank you so much for the link, and the smile, on a very busy Thursday.

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  5. Dan Antion says:

    I think “in transition” is a pretty good state. If things around here ever get just right, I’m sure I’ll tear something apart. Lunch with the Mr/Mrs v lawn care? No brainer. Especially when you consider that that grass will want water or it will turn brown and go to sleep in August, Grass never gives back as much as it takes from us.

    Some of the A-to-Z folks I’m following are only on ‘S’ I was trying to figure out if you were a day ahead and then I thought “wait, this is Joey.” You are doing a great job with this challenge.

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  6. Sammy D. says:

    You nailed life in this post (even if all the nailing in your house hasn’t been completed).
    I think I figured out ‘it’s ALWAYS transition’ during my first gardening cycle. Putting in way too many flowers and shrubs; over-fertilizing and waiting impatiently for them to grow through three years; having them ‘just right’ for one year, then working myself to blisters pruning and dividing and trying to stop the overgrowth. The ratio of ‘just right’ to the time in transitions seems forever out of whack! Until we learn to accept that transition is the norm.

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    • Thank you 🙂
      I’ve gotten the specific feeling that the last gardener did so without any plan at all. While I enjoy that for borders, those that stand out…not so much. Divide, divide, divide. I’ve got 20 divisions of day lilies sitting by my back porch. They still haven’t told me where they want to live.
      I am so eager to plant some perennials this year, but only in certain spots I know are safe from invasion of the ne’erdivided!


      • Sammy D. says:

        Yeah they grow anywhere. That’s the good news. And the bad news!! I do ‘deadhead’ mine so at least I get a second blooming from them later in the summer. And they aren’t nearly as hard to divide as iris !!!

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        • Oh yeah, the irises are all around my shed, but they’re completely tangled. Few bloom. I’ll have to soak the rhizomes in a bucket just to undo them and see what I’ve got intact. Not sure that will be this year.

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        • When you said you deadhead them, and get a second bloom, did you mean the day lilies?


          • Sammy D. says:

            Yes, the daylilies.

            Of course many perennials keep blooming if you deadhead, but I’ve never heard anyone recommend it for daylilies. But i go out periodically as the blooms wither and fall off to ‘pop off’ the green bulbish-looking seed pod before it gets too big (each stem eventually forms one at its tip after bloom drops off).

            If you snap those seed heads off, enough of the stems get the message they have to bloom again in order to produce the seed pod. So I get second blooms later in the summer.

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  7. Luanne says:

    What a great description of all these transitions in your life. I always feel that I am in transition–between what is behind and what lies ahead–but in truth I am not that much in transition. I’m pretty much sitting in what is.

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  8. timsbrannan says:

    Excellent post.
    Sometimes I wonder if I think things are “just right” or if I have come to accept things as they are? Either way, I am happy.

    Tim Brannan, The Other Side Blog
    2015 A to Z of Vampires

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  9. A person who because of age is considered a senior citizen is always in transition. 🙂 I had lots of years when everything was just right. If only I could have bottled it for future years. 🙂

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  10. You have a way of articulating things I think but don’t give words to until I read them here. How do you do that? Ha. I like how this piece isn’t just about transition(s) but acceptance, too. (Oh, and I’m still giggling about post R.)

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  11. Great post and good advice! 🙂

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  12. Jewels says:

    Transition is such a 2 edged sword – loathsome and lovely at the same time…

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  13. This was some really beautiful writing. Like, really beautiful. Like a waking dream.

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  14. Excellent post, Joey. Of course it’s perfect for the letter of the day. But it works as well for this period of the year, between spring and summer, and yet still wintery for part of the country. Love the photo of the dog and what you write about Wednesday. See you tomorrow.

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  15. Lovely post and there are so many levels of transition too, be it a life, work, house, marriage, garden, nature.

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  16. Elle says:

    I am definitely in transition, it comes with a lot of pains, but I’m sure it will be worth it in the end.

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  17. meANXIETYme says:

    Apparently wordpress put me in a transition and didn’t tell me. I’ve been watching my “reader” for your daily posts and hadn’t seen them in DAYS. I was starting to worry so I went directly to your site and found new posts. I had to go back to my wordpress and REFOLLOW YOU. What kind of world is this that I’m living in?? I MISSED YOU.

    I like your thoughts on transition. You make it sound like such a nice state to be in… 🙂

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  18. April says:

    Good one. Somewhere in my anxiety I forgot that transition is a part of life.

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