So that didn't last long. I hate starting out my post like this but it's the truth. I have ended up finishing at least one writing prompt though, and reading one book for the month of January. I failed on the exercise though. It's just difficult to be motivated, especially on the weeks that I'm actually leaving the house to work at the office, instead of at home. (one week out of a three-week rotation) I'm up between 4-4:30am to start getting ready, drive 35-40 mins to the office, work for [usually a stressful & busy] 8 hours, then a 45 minute drive home. And it just makes me want to crawl into my house and nap.
Anyway...
I'm going to start writing a 'history' of my life. I've realized that there are some specific years that are just hazy and hard to remember, blurring together in my mind... and that bothers me. Of course, there is a valid reason that I have blocked out these years. Luckily I have kept up with a journal since I was 13 years old (and I still have them all intact). Without that, I fear I would not remember anything. But hopefully, this will be a good way for me to unlock some of those missing memories. Though I can't guarantee a good outcome of doing so, but at least I'll feel better about it all.
Wednesday, February 9, 2022
[Not So] Great Expectations
Tuesday, January 11, 2022
Back in the Saddle ... again.
So I'm attempting to start 2022 on a positive note and get back in touch with my creative side. I've spent far too long telling myself that I'm 'too busy' or just flat-out being lazy and not wanting to deal with my lack of inspiration or motivation... and I just need to stop. Stop making excuses. Stop lying to myself. Stop allowing the laziness and actually embrace my talents. Just STOP!
And I know most of it is just me being caught up in gaming, not because I have an addiction or anything but I think it's more of the fact that I set too many goals for what I want to do with my characters and then let myself get in too deep. I have this bad habit of creating entirely too many characters, because I'll see or think of a name that I really like... and I'll have a different purpose for each of them... (I'm such a dork and actually have Excel spreadsheets to document this kind of stuff)
Anyway... but yes, enough is enough. I wanna create again. I want to feel that sense of pride and accomplishment in looking at what I just made and really enjoying the process. I usually don't make resolutions at the new year, because I don't want to disappoint myself, which let's face it, is inevitable. But I kind of did make those 'resolutions' this year. I'm committed to actually using the writing prompts that I've been saving up for years (with a little support). Maybe even write more here as well. I'm going to open Photoshop more often. I'm going to make time to exercise and get my heart rate up at least for 30 minutes of my day. But I'm not going to think of these as resolutions. They are just things that I'm going to do. π
Wednesday, September 29, 2021
{Tuesday Tunes} War Over Me
[DISCLAIMER: I did start this post yesterday, so I think it still counts]
Playlist: The Art of Procrastination
Song: War Over Me
Artist: Papa Roach
Album: F.E.A.R. [2015]
Tuesday, September 21, 2021
{Tuesday Tunes} Nimble Bastard
Playlist: The Art of Procrastination
Song: Nimble Bastard
Artist: Incubus
Album: 8 [2017]
Wednesday, September 15, 2021
One Year Later...
... TO THE DAY. Wow. So I noticed that my last entry was exactly a year ago, when we lost Guinness. I can still remember that day as if it was only yesterday. I was reminded this morning via Google by a sweet photo of him on his last day alive, embraced by my mother-in-law. Little did I know she would be the next to leave us, only 3 short months later. It's hard to believe how much things can change in a year. Well, no, I guess it's not that hard to believe, honestly. A year is a long time. A truer statement is that the days go by too fast. But I don't want to start sounding like a broken record.
We are now a 2-dog household again though, thanks to taking in my mother-in-law's chihuahua Mocha after she passed. There was no way we were going to just leave her where she was, plus she is the only other dog that Dozer gets along with, so it worked out fine. And it's interesting having both ends of the size spectrum in the same house.
As for work, the only thing that has changed since last year is that I am on a three-week rotation where I commute into the office for one week, then work from home for two weeks, and the cycle starts over again. My week in the office happens to be this one and it's been really draining this time, because my mom just left yesterday morning, after a two-week visit. I woke up around 3am in order to say goodbye to her and just couldn't get back to sleep. Same for today, though this time it was due to the hubby having to go into work early. So I'm tired. And I miss her already. π
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
RIP Guinness /|\ 2006 ~ [9/14] 2020
It's been a difficult few days in our house. Late Friday afternoon we were faced with that all-too-familiar hard decision of having to say goodbye to this sweet face~
Wednesday, August 26, 2020
Ch-Ch-Changes...
So I realize that 2020 has gotten away from me... almost entirely, except for that little post back in April. Which doesn't feel that long ago. It's scary how fast time flies. Even during the current pandemic. Although it has not affected us as much as I'm sure it has others around the world. The worst it has done for me is caused me to lose my position at Delta Dental, that I started in November of last year. It happened twice, first in March when it was announced that the full-time workers were being told to work remotely. Us temps were told that we weren't allowed to do that, so we would just get a mandatory unpaid vacation until resuming on April 7. Obviously that didn't happen, so they ended up begging us to come back, this time saying we could work remotely, which lasted about 2 weeks before they eventually let us go with (what I think was) some bogus reason that temps were not in their budget. What sucks is that the job was opening up for a permanent position too, if the virus hadn't hit. Honestly though, they did me a favor, seeing as the communication between management was majorly lacking. And I didn't want the stress of dealing with that, day after day anyway.