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The Haggled Housewife life word of the week is reflective.  As I sit still and try to mediate, dictate, and regurgate the wonderful words I need for this week’s peculiar post(oh…okay cross out peculiar and insert the word passionate…(there that’s better) )   Lots has been happening…happy..sad…ups..downs…sideways and all around and I make no haste or waste in wanting to share a smidgen of my self proclaimed(series)  seriocomic cathartic confession  with you…(what else is new)

The truth of the matter is while I was sitting at one of Cobey’s scrimmages,  a lady came and sat next to my friend Sue.  She looked at me and said …”I know you…you are the one that wrote thatbook.”  “Yes”….I said sticking out my tongue…and sagging my shoulders.  “Well”, she said…How did it do?”  “Honest to you” (ha,ha)( are you surprised I answered like that…..) “It  really didn’t  do” …..(feeling kind of silly and even a little shamed…) “I couldn’t really sell my books..but I sold my house instead…so I guess that is where the story has actually changed.”    I continued to say..that it wasn’t the original plan (YOU KNOW PLAN A) ( you know the perfect happily ever after ending scenario… that I was hoping for)  ( YOU KNOW THE ONE ABOUT ME SELLING A MILLION SELF PUBLISHED Books….. GETTING A PUBLISHER OR EDITOR OR BETTER YET…..ENDING up ON QUEEN OPRAH)  but it was a plan (that was on the list and it happened first.)  (Reflecting back… selling the house certainly was  a more thoughtful plan… especially during this Recession mess)    The lady and I  chatted a few more minutes about the cool thrift store which she had opened a whole year ago… ( HAGGLED HOUSEWIFE KUDOS TO HER)  During our conversation…. she told me that she felt she could write a book as well  and I wholeheartedly agreed…. I have been reflecting alot lately about storytelling and writing… and that thrift store owning story telling lady is right…she can write a book…

Everyone has some kind of  story to share whether it be about that richer or poorer thing in marriage, sickness, sadness, death , grief, as well as overcoming tragedy or on the flip side …..the brighter side….. a story about about a teacher making a difference, a playful puppy,  a  wacky windfall, a romantic vacation,executing a truimph  happiness, health, life and love.  Stories are everywhere…… happening in every way in every day….. just waiting to be told…(In my Haggled Housewife Life I am finally really reflecting on that….)

This year at my Non-profit the faculty as a whole is studying …Reflective Practice.  The first guest speaker which introduced the topic, was great….  funny, bright, smart, articulate and really make me think.  I guess that is why the coordinator introduced him as a GURU.  In my Haggled Housewife life most of my time is spent haggling over what I can’t do not bragging about what I can do.  (Probably sounds like and really is a bunch of doodoo.) (See I am paying attention to the the guest speaker …about reflective practice)  I really don’t think I am a GURU of anything…. just take today for example….while I am writing this I am doing a load of wash….and I forgot to check the sink for Gooney Gary’s rags and paint brushes…guess what happened …( yep… you are right……water is everywhere…) Gary is now ganging up on me…because he feels I should have been more observant and more aware…(PERHAPS MORE REFLECTIVE)

( I am NO GURU when it comes to the practice of clean clothes) or having a conflict free day… each of us stood with our hands firm on our hips …muttering muddy words under our lips about whose fault it really was…..  (I am no Guru when it comes to practice of being a “cool” mom, “snappy” dresser and need I say “table” setter too…. I always forget which place to put the salad forks.  )(While I am on the subject….wink,wink)

Although my experiences are beginning to teach me that…as I reflect back on some of my past posts…unless the light is reflected in some ways..you can stay in the dark… ..(no wonder I was constantly stubbing my toe) (One time I may have even chipped my tooth….) Buzz words such as thoughtful and respectful are being lit up  marquee style in my bedroom now ) I also have  finally got my flashlight…handy….under my soft, soft pillow….) (Which as a matter fact is now a little more lumpy) but it has become a solid staple in my brave..strong and smart… HAGGLED HOUSEWIFE LIFE…survival kit….

This past weekend Gooney/Gorgeous (still stinging from the washer incident)(That is why I slash gooney with gorgeous)  Gary and I went garage saleing ( it was fun) and we bought a couple of cute cheap unique playful things ( Uggh… did I just say stuff ) for the TLC house and of course Cobey because he was with us begging us “What about this…”"What about that” but the day was a neat treat and we actually did something together rather than work and worry and as an added bonus I got to hone my haggling skills because as you know….even though I am the Haggled Housewife they still sometimes stink literally and figuratively…(wink,wink) when IT COMES TO HAGGLING…..(Whining on the other hand…got that covered…flashlight down…)

Reflecting back, believe it or not this September marks a whole year when I started to try to sell my book ( or my story) per say.. about my Recession Reflections (Oh, My…how cliche….)  A couple of days ago I made Gary pinkie sware ( just one more year with the post office box) .  I know I need to reflect more in the up and coming weeks on what I really want with my writing…and decide again to try to make more contacts, more proposals, more out reach about my book and writing…it is not going to haggle itself….and I can either give up or try again to reflect in the light (Oh…my gosh…I wrote a whole chapter in my book about this…. called…Lisa’s luminous light) (Sometimes how quickly we can end up back in the dark….)

For now… I am working on color copying my photo of Oprah and me at the WAX MUSUEM…and hanging it up front and center in my dining room…as not to lose total OPRAH HOPERAH (You know..she is still on for another year) … Reflecting so much can happen in a story over a course of a year.

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