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…
I guess this was the logical conclusion to running on nothing but junk food and caffeine for several days on end, working open to close four days in a row. I wasn't supposed to go back in until two this afternoon, but when I woke up this morning, I went from a slight bit of … Continue reading When you finally get a break from the fight… & end up sick.
At least, nothing that absolutely needed to get done. I should've had a clean house top to bottom by now, a bunch of hours of exercise under my belt, lots of music practice, etc. Instead, I ended up wasting days going over my book list, revising and editing what to read and when (and leaving … Continue reading When you have so much on your plate that you end up getting nothing done…
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A recovering recluse stumbles from her dark hole in pursuit of a brighter world (and a decent cup of tea)
A recovering recluse stumbles from her dark hole in pursuit of a brighter world (and a decent cup of tea)
Caedmon: "Hwæt sceal ic singan?" Angel: "Sing me frumsceaft."
