C+. That's the best I can realistically come with at the end of the first 15 days of what I call my "financial diet," and certainly some room for improvement. It would've been a far worse grade, except I did manage to figure out where I was going wrong and started to make changes, improving … Continue reading My “financial diet” midpoint report card…
You probably already figured this was gonna be a downer post, and your intuition would be right. Read at your own discretion, because there's a lot of introspection--or attempted introspection--going on. I haven't heard from or said a word to my mother since July. One rabid, ranting phone call that began okay and then had … Continue reading I actually remembered Mother’s Day this year, & we’re not on speaking terms. Weird.
My brain's been on the back burner the past few days. No matter what I tried to do, it just wasn't going to work. Now, there were things I needed to do--and could, actually--outside, so it wasn't so bad and it wasn't a totally useless weekend. Today was supposed to be different, though. Today I … Continue reading When the mind just doesn’t want to work…
Maybe the idea was in the back of my mind, but I've wasted a good portion of the day (which I could not afford to do) opening and closing web pages on getting more tree and plant ideas (which I can't afford to buy right now, anyway). I suppose going out and placing landscaping barrier … Continue reading After all this time, I hadn’t figured out what I really wanted to do with my planting. Then I saw this…
I'm trying to figure out how it happened. Other than a quick go early this morning online to do a few basic things for my gaming team to get points, I got started with my day. I think I only touched YouTube most of the day to put some stuff on for noise come mid … Continue reading I forgot what a full (& productive) day felt like, til now.
Had a milestone pop up, or rather, a half-mile. My half-birthday cropped up a few days ago and it got me thinking hard about ways to get things changed up around here, and changed up for the better. I went online and looked hard at possibilities to further my education. I had a little in … Continue reading Shifting into gear & changing… well, everything, really. New beginnings on the way.
The phrase popped up in my mind, out of the blue a few minutes ago. I didn't even know it was a legitimate thing until I Googled the phrase "creative paralysis." But apparently that's the proper term when it comes to what I've been beating myself up over the past several months. Writing notebooks have … Continue reading The Hell of a prolonged creative paralysis, especially when it’s mostly your own fault.
My bank account and my to-do list are the best ways to determine if I'm an impulsive little twerp, and I would definitely put myself in that category. I get sudden ideas that I'd love to act on, and then I try hard to go for them. It's good in some respects, but when money's … Continue reading When you’re an impulsive little twerp, “Maybe next year” is more ambitious than it is a form of pessimistic procrastination.
I've been offline the past several days because I had a hard time concentrating through the pain. I hated it because I wanted to read posts and catch up on what has been happening. Well, some interesting things helped knock my migraines and eye pain out, things I didn't expect. When I couldn't stand looking … Continue reading Getting past a week of migraines through rest, yard work, & glasses… who knew?
I have to admit, I'm not the least bit prepared to be doing NaNoWriMo this year. I was set to do some prep work in October (when I remembered the event was coming up--gee, October went by fast), and somehow never got much of anything done. I did get some writing prompt books and found … Continue reading A surprising start for NaNoWriMo, & the beautiful day that helped…
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