Life Monday's Muse Poetry

Where Did My Week Go?

Hello my lovelies! I want to apologize for the lack of activity last week. It was not due to the holiday, though I almost wish it had been that. No, a week ago this past Friday my eldest son came home for a visit and brought with him the Mother of All Sinus Colds (hereafter known as MASC), and yours truly caught Lucifer’s share. I don’t get sick often, and by sick I mean lying-in-bed-wishing-for-health-or-death-to-end-the-misery. I do get occasional colds which end about 48 hours later, but this was a monster of a cold. It was the kind of cold that gets worse the third day in. Miserable is an understatement. A rock was trying to take up residence in my head, I’m certain of it. But, by Day 6 of Sinus Hell I was feeling a little better, and I’m happy to report that as of today I am almost back to normal. And let me just say, Nyquil was my lifesaver. Mostly because it knocked me out so I couldn’t feel horrible. Thanksgiving wasn’t bad but I was glad when I was able to get home (we spent it here because there was no way I was able to cook) and get back in bed.

Want to know what you can accomplish when you are half-dead?

1. Buying a new tv (check that baby out!), which I am in love with, in a pre-Black Friday sale. I don’t watch a lot of tv but I do have a lot of movies. I can’t even begin to tell you what watching Superman (with Christopher Reeve of course) was like on that bad boy. It totally made up for the hours I had to be awake during Sinus Hell Week.

2. You can also watch someone build a 16 foot Christmas tree in your house. And yes, I am serious. I have a 16 foot tree in my house. And I still have to decorate it. I’m 5’3″ tall. Guess who suffers from short girl problems.

3. Family pics were also taken but since I look like crap thanks to MASC, new pics will be taken in a few weeks.

4. Also, hair color has changed back to brunette. I really missed it.

5. One Christmas present is halfway complete and will be finished this week so I can send it out in a package I should have sent out over the summer. (I’m terrible at remembering to mail things out, it’s a huge curse.)

6. Incredibly, the kitchen and laundry manage to be done every day. I claim drug hallucinations for this one because the rest of the house is a complete wreck.

7. Spending a lot of family time with kids who don’t get why the world falls apart when Mom gets sick, and they can’t stop it and make it better though Mom makes it better when they are sick.


What you miss being sick for a week:

1. A clean house.

2. Working on your NaNo project so you can try to finish it. Yeah, that sucked. Big time. But, I’m not upset about it. Life happens, and you can either complain about your failures or move on and celebrate what you did accomplish. I have five (not all complete) chapters of a book (each one is turning out to be around 5k+ words). I have story and plot ideas, characters forming, and lots of plans. Once I’m completely well and I get caught up with everyday life, then I will get back to working on my story. I’ve learned a lot from NaNo and I’m not sorry I participated. Next year I will definitely try again.

3. Catching up with friends in real life.

4. You do NOT miss the internet. Not really. I did not miss staring at a computer screen at all.

5. A clean house. Seriously, I have fake tree needles, tinsel strands, toys, crumbs, and I don’t even want to know what some of the dried spills are on the floor, all over the place. Today is for catching up on cleaning in my spare time.

6. Writing. I really did miss that but my head was so congested I couldn’t breathe, much less think about writing a single word.


So there’s my week. I am sorry I missed putting out a Monday’s Muse yesterday but I do have a new poem for you today inspired by the necklace I wear around my neck practically every day. I wear a silver  twisted rope necklace and I pick a charm or bead representing a goal I want to remember that day. Today I am wearing a rainbow colored bead, a broken compass charm, and a Mickey Mouse bling bead, each one symbolising a phrase or quote. To you, it’s just a charm necklace with my talismans hanging from it. To me, it’s my journey, the path I’ve been walking for a year now and am continuing down despite my failures, and full of my successes. I hope you like it. I also hope your Tuesday is as bright and wonderful as you can make it.

xo Jesi



Her Talismans

By Jessica Scott


 Be true to you,

Live your life in color,

Chart your own course,

And create your own magic,

For life is full of bumps and turns

With shining moments in between;

Goals and remembrances to live by

Worn around her neck

Disguised in beads and charms

On a twisted silver strand.

Jesi Kay
Jesi Kay, poet and aspiring novelist, was born in the Texas panhandle where wide skies, lazy summer days, and rolling thunderstorms sparked her imagination and left lasting memories in her blood. An early reader, poetry and mythology were her passions. So much so that when she was ten years old her step-father gave her his college mythology textbooks to read, which were full of classic poetry and more than enough tales to fill her romantic and inquisitive nature. Jesi loves reading, art, going to the theater, the romanticism of the Victorian era (but not the missing conveniences of indoor plumbing and central air conditioning), running when the heat and humidity cooperate, and cold weather so she can wear her favorite boots and knitwear. Also, she still has those college mythology textbooks, a little worse for wear over time but still intact and telling their stories to her. Jesi is a contributor at The Well Tempered Bards blog and at

2 Replies to “Where Did My Week Go?

    1. Thank you , milady! I’m just so grateful to be able to breathe through my nose again and to feel well. I did keep up with reading blogs but just wasn’t up to writing a thing!
      Glad to see you, too, by the way. 🙂

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