Sounds uplifting out of the gate, right? Don’t bother, just quit?
And I’m not sure that I’m a shining example of anything to anyone, I’m muddling through, probably not even as well as most.
Sometimes, there is something in your life you’re doing because you feel like you “should.” Something you started and if reruns of the Brady Bunch have taught you anything you finish what you start.
The world doesn’t like quitters. So we are told.
Yet there are times when quitting is, without question, the right thing to do. For you, for your health, whether mental or physical.
Of course right now I’m talking about my decision to toss #NaNoWriMo. I started on a whim, thought it could be fun with all that was happening.
Turned out all it did was make everything harder. It was one too many things to worry about.
So I stopped. And done.
Now I pass the baton to you. Or drop it halfway because I can’t be bothered to see it all the way through. Is there something you want to quit?
What would happen if you did?
Are the benefits to not quitting greater than throwing in the towel?
Only you know the answer. Have a great Wednesday.
So it’s Monday once more. Perhaps you’ve noticed. If you haven’t, I hope it’s because you’re somewhere lovely having a wonderful time where it doesn’t even matter what day it is anymore.
That would be nice.
I’m still adjusting to the new distance and new visiting hours for my mom, and, with #NaNoWriMo, it seems like I could have made better decisions.
Not sure which ones, but some.
We’ve figured out the traffic pattern to make the long drive the least long it can be. Least long? Shortest? Take the least time?
There has to be a better way to say that.
But it throws off the day. On the other hand, we learned being too late can double the length of the trip.
That’s not great.
Ah, the fun of a major city plus its suburbia shared with millions of others. I think we should get our own private highway but as of this writing, no one has agreed to set that up.
Besides that, it’s another sunny day, the kind we usually get in October, not November, but we had all that drizzle in October so maybe they switched places.
Anyway, that’s enough babbling for one day. Have a great Monday.
It’s hard to believe the first week of November–NOVEMBER!–is just about done. Whatever time was, it doesn’t feel like that anymore.
My rash decision to do #NaNoWriMo on whim this year definitely bit me the writing focus yesterday. And it’s only the first week.
That’s not supposed to kick in yet.
But I pushed through and got it done and that’s the whole point of the exercise, I guess.
Meanwhile it’s sunny and chilly but not too cold, and while we haven’t settled into a new routine of visiting my mom thus far, we’re starting to get there. Timing is everything.
Which pretty much applies to all of life.
And all of life has been pretty weird for a while now. Can’t help but wonder if anyone remembers what normal means at this point.
Anyway, that’s it for me on this Friday. Have a fabulous day and a tremendous weekend.
Definitely a two-cup of coffee kind of a day. Haven’t made the second one yet, but with #NaNoWriMo and words to write, I can almost hear it brewing.
Or…maybe hot chocolate. Maybe I’ll save that for later.
I’m a little worn from the defeatism, and honestly I don’t understand it. We win sometimes, we lose sometimes, but to assume we will never again win and they have always won because they won this time is to ensure they always win.
If there wasn’t so much at stake, they wouldn’t be so relentless.
In this world, you don’t “fix” things once. People will always try to undo what you did.
Is it exhausting?
You know what else is exhausting?
Having to constantly prove your value as a human being.
So let us roll up our sleeves and get on with it. Or leave your sleeves down. Whatever, I’m not in charge of your sleeves.
And now I’d better get to that coffee before it’s too late. Let’s get my brain caffeinated.
Have a great Wednesday.
And we’re back to Tuesday. If you’re looking for my #MomUpdate here it is.
As you may know, I randomly decided to do #NaNoWriMo yesterday morning, after seeing a post on twitter from someone who was doing it this year. It’s like I’m a human writenado! Spontaneous?
Not yet. But it’s only Day 2.
I still haven’t grabbed a blog badge though. I wonder if I should. Maybe I should only post one if I finish it.
This decision doesn’t seem earth-shattering.
Meanwhile it’s a very sunny day, but also pretty chilly, and I’m wondering if my new fall jacket has the chops for these temps. I won’t be outside for long, though, so maybe I’ll just go with it.
Anyway, that’s it for me for today, there’s a lot still to go in it and I am not ready. I mean literally, I’m still wearing sitting-and-comfortably-writing clothes.
You know the clothes.
Have a fantastic Tuesday, and if you have an election today PLEASE VOTE.
I’ll have to go log in to #NaNoWriMo and grab myself a badge because guess who decided ON NOVEMBER 1 to do it this year?
That would be me.
Is it the best idea I’ve ever had, especially now with everything going on with my mom? Probably not.
But on the other hand, it’s not not a bad idea.
Yes, I realize where that lands me up.
I guess I figure this. Inside my head I can do whatever I want. There’s nothing quite like a fresh, new novel with no blind alleys, no impossible twists to navigate out.
Of course, talk to me on Day 15. Surely I will rue Day 1 me.
Anyway, with the 1st on a Monday, and access to my mom reduced (more on that in the weekly post,) what better time to create a brand new headache for myself?
And with that, I wish a fabulous Monday. I’m off to make something up.