If I don’t learn to make better use of the time I’m given, I’ll never amount to anything.
If I don’t learn to do a better job of making time for the people in my life, eventually I won’t have any people in my life.
To say that we’re one missed paycheck away from homelessness is an exaggeration, but not by much. I need to bring back Personal Finance Blogger Jean. She knew how to stay on top of things.
I haven’t written today, and I kinda don’t think I’m going to.
Writing this was supposed to inspire me to get in gear, but instead it has depressed the bujeezus out of me.
It’s not all that bad.
I had a nice weekend. I did great at Thursday night’s write-in, and ended the day with over 2,000 new words and only 7 scenes left to go. No writing happened Friday, but after taking my puppy to the vet and Pet Smart and picking up our co-op food and coming home to clean house before meeting with a life insurance agent and then going back out to buy groceries, I hung curtains in the living room. I did it by myself, and I really should have waited until Husband got home from band practice because I hung them too low and drilled too many unnecessary new holes in the wall in the process; but since they were already up, I figured I might as well go ahead and de-wrinkle them, which took all the rest of the evening just to do most of one panel, because I had to steam them, because I left the iron at my mom’s house. But the end result is that we have curtains to close over our massive patio doors and keep at least some of the cold out, and that’s the main thing.
It was adoption day that day at Pet Smart, which I didn’t know, and it was very dangerous, and I came thisclose to coming home with a wee orange kitteh in my pocket. You guys, he was seriously the cutest, sweetest kitten I have ever seen. His name was Chevy because he hitched a ride on a Chevy truck and rode about 60 miles before anybody noticed. The only thing that kept me from picking him up and calling him mine, and also George, was Sasha, who is just beginning to get over her puppy shock. If he’s there again next weekend, though, we just might cave, and the Delicate Princess will just have to adjust.
Saturday was slightly less busy. I went with BFF to see The Rat Pack, which I enjoyed more than I expected to. Since BFF’s Mom and a friend got season tickets this year to the same time slot we did, we all went out to eat after, and that was a nice time. BFF’s Mom’s Friend seemed pretty fun, and now we’re all planning a movie night together, and I’m excited for a girl’s night out.
There was another write-in planned for that night, but I ended up not going, because I was stuffed too full of Tilapia and angel hair pasta and tiramisu. But I still wrote, and finished another scene before settling in to knit and watch Serenity. 6 more to go.
Then there was Sunday, aka the most relaxing day I’ve had in a while, which involved light housekeeping and cat box cleaning and two loads of laundry, but also involved sitting around and knitting on Christmas presents for much of the day. I also wrote a bit–just a short scene that I realized I needed from the villain’s POV and typed up before I forgot all about it. So there are still 6 more to go.
And now it’s Monday. Day one of a three-day work week, which is something to be thankful for in and of itself. Pete had to go back to the vet this morning to join the ranks of the testosterone-challenged. They just called to tell me he’s out of surgery and doing great (as great as anyone who just had his boys snipped off can be doing, at any rate), and I bet he’ll be starving when his grogginess wears off.
Now I’m going to distract myself from wanting to go get him and take him home right now by working on a plan to address the first half of this post. I hope the rest of you had weekends that were just as pleasant.
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Here I am, the one who’s also having a block saying if I can continue and do this – You can do it too… 🙂 Just hug all that live fur around you (and the human too for good measure) and go for it. Those guys are what makes it all worthwhile. 🙂
Thanks for the Chevy story – it may make it into the story…
I dunno…once I start with the hugging, it usually turns into snuggling, and then it’s hard to stop and go work. It is good for the soul, though.
And you are very welcome. I hope at the very least it jiggles something loose for you.
I think you are too hard on yourself. Look what you’ve accomplished in the last couple of years.
I know. I always fixate on what I HAVEN’T done. Any time I accomplish something the good feeling lasts about five minutes before I’m like, “Okay, I still need to do this, and this, and this and this and this and GAH!” I think it’s an ADD thing. But I’m still lousy at time management.
I just saw your blue line and look what you’ve done! That looks great… another day or two of that, and you’ll get to 50k! 🙂 You go girl!
Oh, that was output from the last week or so. I haven’t been updating my word count very regularly. It turns out my novel didn’t have 50K’s worth of words left to write, but I’m still going to finish my novel, which to me is an EPIC WIN. Even if I don’t get a purple bar and a badge.
Thanks for the encouragement, though. Even this close to the end, I still need it.
Your doggie reminds me of my poor deceased baby:
That’s Charlie – the second dog I ever adopted from a pound. He was the love of my life, and now lives in NC with my sister. Living and traveling around the world is no life for a dog (or a person either, come to think about it). :-/
Your baby looked like a real charmer… and that face! Just great. Charlie is still alive, and I can visit him when I see my sister, but it’s not the same anymore. He’s in love with another… these guys just make little holes in your heart don’t they…
Oh, almost forgot – Congratulations on your novel… keep it up! 🙂