Y’all have been writing these currently posts for a while now.
I keep adding in my comments for those posts, I’m going to write one of these. Finally, I am. So I can say I am currently writing a currently post. Honestly, I use currently about as often as I use good table manners.
That’s not often, and I’m against both as a general rule.
Currently is extraneous. Anything now is currently happening. So, it’s like a napkin at the table – it’s there, yes, but do you really need to use it? With long sleeves especially. Messy hands are still part of your meal. (I’m beginning to rethink my table etiquette.)
Instead of riding the high horse of linguistics I should clam up and write.
Because you guys write interesting currently posts. Maybe if I capitalized Currently Posts it won’t feel extraneous. Capitalization has that power. I mean, just look at the Phoenix Suns. (Now it appears I’m currently stalling. So here goes.)
Currently I am…
Riding the bus. It just made more sense to take transit than pay a king’s ransom to load my Hyundai with 87 a few times a week and also exorbitant parking fees uptown. I get my culture this way. In people, hopefully, not a petri dish.
Not coaching. For the first time since the Phoenix Suns were good, I don’t have a spring team. The high school where I coached girls decided to employ only staff members who are qualified to run their teams. (This is the part where I’m currently biting my tongue.)
Feeling good. Every day is an obstacle course of highs and lows, and I know it’s that way for all of us. No matter what happened before you closed your eyes last night, this morning, there’s reason for hope. I have obstacles but much to be thankful for, too.
Listening to Revolution, by The Beatles. It’s been a go-to for me of late for my song of the day. As much as I love steady change, a desire in me pushes me toward revolutionary change, too. Sharp pivots that change the game and make up for lost time.
Reading Schooled by Stephanie Jankowski. I’m writing the longest-duration book review on my friend’s work in history. Like, the War and Peace review took half this time. But I’m enjoying her words and even have a #GirlsRock post coming to introduce you to one of my favorite writers.
Leaving certain things behind. Or not counting them in my thoughts. I’m focused on the here and now, not the there and whenever. It’s not easy by any means, but it keeps it possible to enjoy the walks and drives and lulls and chaos as best I possibly can.
Bending as often as I can. I’ve changed my yoga practice to stretches that help my lower back pain. And the cool thing is I have less back pain. I love when things work out like that. Every day that starts with yoga is a better day and I need to remember that.
Binging on Crazy Ex Girlfriend. It’s a little-know series by Rachel Bloom. She’s disgusting and hilarious and very much brilliant. She’s repulsive and lovable and totally identifiable. I found this series using netflixroulette.net because random rocks.
Staying off social media without intent. It’s easy to get wrapped up in a feed or conversation there. I stopped all phone notifications and I found that the world didn’t end as a result. Mindless scrolls were sucking the time away from more noble pursuits.
Thinking about planets. This is nostalgic. When I was a kid I would daydream of which planets were currently (doh!) in the sky during any given class. As I imagined Jupiter on the west horizon or Neptune overhead, I missed about 3,293 hours of notes time.
Watching the XFL. It’s the summer-time supplement for pro football. I’ve always been an appreciator of uniforms and logos. This eight-team league has that and a certain feel that I identify with, being a lifetime backup quarterback in my own life.
Missing the old days. I cleaned out a box of this and that this weekend and found notes and pictures my girls made for me. Old photos of little soccer teams. The sentiments made me nostalgic, and also made me realize that these girls are still the same as they were then.
Drinking lots of water. I’ve been amazed at how good it makes me feel. About 32,962 friends have told me that water will give me the energy I rely on caffeine for. I scoffed over my 48-ounce Coke Zero but it’s true.
Still drinking Coke Zero. But less of it.
Hopeful for my pro teams. The Denver Nuggets are quietly one of the best NBA teams, although the national media can’t stop prattling on about the Lakers and Clippers and a handful of pouty NBA “stars.” Under the radar is fine with me.
Oddsmakers say Colorado Rockies manager Bud Black is the odds-on favorite to be the first major-league manager to get fired this summer. It’s not even St. Patrick’s Day and there’s gloom for the purple and black! (I don’t believe it for a second.)
Happy with my currently. I haven’t always been. I’ve learned that being content and being hopeful can co-exist. Yes, we should want more, but not at the expense of appreciating the here and now. Extraneous words and all.