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Hello Again…

Well, it’s been ten months, almost a year, since I last blogged and I’ve missed it so! I have no one to blame for my hiatus but myself. I mean, sure, I’d started a new job and didn’t really have the time to devote to writing that I’d had in the past, but really, that was just a lame excuse. I could have made the time, couldn’t I? Somewhere between my late night reading or Saturday/Sunday morning internet browsing time? Or perhaps, while Mountain Man was cooking dinner? What about in the car on the ride home from work? (I think I just heard some of you gasp. Don’t worry! Mountain Man and I rode together to work and he drove everyday!) Maybe, instead of lounging on the deck and wasting an afternoon or evening away, daydreaming and watching stars, I could have knocked out a few lines? Oh, who knows? The point is, I didn’t write anything! Nothing. And for that, I really think my soul has suffered just a little. After all, writing is a big part of what keeps me sane. It helps me to process my world around me in ways that nothing else ever has.

I don’t know how often I’ll be writing, but I think this little break has definitely shown me that being able to put into words all the thoughts, ideas, mental images, songs, feelings, and crazy little quirks that make me who I am is not only good for me, but for everyone else in this world who is either blessed beyond measure to know me or cursed to have won some lottery in hell to have to endure me.

Either way, it ought to be interesting…

Quality vs Quantity

As y’all have probably already noticed, I’ve broken my promise to myself.  The one promise I made to myself to write something, anything, every single day for a year.  I’ve kept it up for a little over a month, and had I not started working outside the home, I probably could’ve stuck with it for the full 365 days.  Well, 366 since this is a leap year.  But, you know you’ve got a problem once something you love becomes a chore and you find yourself saying things like, “I haven’t written today”, or, “Ugggghhhh, I’ve gotta write before I go to bed”.

Truth  be told, the content and subject matter were suffering, too.  Some of them were only a couple of sentences strewn together simply to fulfill this promise to myself and they really weren’t the things that my soul wants to write about.  Sure, I was writing, but honestly, some of it was just flat and boring and looking back on some of it, I can’t believe I lowered my standards so much just to fill a self-imposed quota.  Needless to say, I’m still disappointed in myself.  I’m better than that.  I may not be the world’s greatest writer, but I know I’m better than some of the garbage that I posted last month.

So, the promise to write something, anything, every single day is out.  Just like most of the New Year’s resolutions that were made around the same time, I’m abandoning an original, extremely good, wildly optimistic idea and I’m embracing a new way of thinking when it comes to my one true creative outlet.  I’m gonna write when the mood strikes me and only when it’s something I feel passionately about, or something that interests me, or something that makes me smile, or makes my heart sing, or touches my soul in such a profound way that my very existence will be forever altered due to my soul-stirring.

Sadly, for some of you, that could be the color I decide to paint my toes on a particular day.  BUT, it’ll still be good because I’ll be giving 110% instead of the bare minimum.

Samuel Johnson said it best…

“What is written without effort is in general read without pleasure.”

I couldn’t agree more.

What I Did Today

Today, I embarked upon a new chapter of my life.  I did something I’ve been trying to do for a few months now.  Today, I started a new job.  And let me tell ya, jobs are few and far between around these parts.  I’ve applied for everything from administrative work to janitorial jobs and everything in between.  Finally, finally, I landed one that I think I’m gonna really like and hopefully will lead to bigger and better things in the future.

Sadly though, this week is gonna be rough on me.  I have to train out-of-town for the rest of the week and that means I’m gonna have to get up waaaaaaaay before the first roosters in this neck of the woods crow.  But, I’m gonna stick with my daily writing.  Even if it’s short, I’m still gonna write something every single day.

Whew!  Got today’s done.

Again, thanks y’all for being patient with me.  I am most definitely a work in progress.

365

This is the last day of 2011 and it is just so hard for me to accept that.  I know people are always saying how this year or that year has just flown by, but for me, 2011 really has!  So many things have happened this year, both good and bad.  So many things have changed in my life.  So much newness to get used to.  So much happiness, regret, disappointment, loss, achievement, sadness and joy all packed into just 365 days!  Looking back on it all just blows me away.

I know that I previously stated somewhere in this past year that I was going to write something, anything, each and every day.  And I also know that I’ve not done that.  Sadly.

Mountain Man made a really good point the other night.  He was talking about how he hoped I would get back to writing.  I told him that I haven’t been writing because I felt like anything I put down would just be sad and depressing given my current frame of mind over the past few months.  But he brought up a good point.  One that I know to be true about myself but hadn’t really considered lately.

I’m one of those people who writes not only because I enjoy it, but when something’s bothering me, especially if it’s sad and personal, writing helps me work through it.  Writing about it helps to get my thoughts out of my head and helps ease the sadness and the pain associated with whatever is going on.  Even if I only write about it in a journal and no one else ever reads it.  But, I felt like I couldn’t write anymore because I knew that whatever spilled out of me would be depressing.

With his encouragement though came this great urgency to put on my big girl panties, cowgirl up, and just do it!  I’m one of those people who gets down on herself from time to time and sometimes, I just need a little push from the right people to get on with it and do what I know I’m supposed to be doing.

With that in mind, I think I’m gonna try the 365 project starting tomorrow.  I honestly don’t know if I can pull it off but I’m damn sure gonna give it my all.  Even if it’s just one measly little sentence a day, I’m going to write something every day of 2012.

God willing and the creek don’t rise.

Wish me luck!

Neglecting Myself

Have any of you ever skipped something that you love to do in your everyday routine so you could make time for the other things that you have to do, thinking that if you put all of your energy into all those have to things that you could somehow make a difference, only to later learn that by neglecting yourself and the things you really enjoy, you’re really not helping anyone?

(Pay no attention to the run on sentence.  That’s just how it happens in my head.  Sorry.)

Welcome to my world for the past few weeks.  My synapses have been in overdrive for so long now, trying to brain storm and solve different problems for different people, it kinda hurts to try to slow it down and just have a few minutes of Me time!  I am exhausted from all the worrying and planning and phone calls and thoughts and conversations, some of which were strictly in my head and between myself and the other people inhabiting this body of mine.  Ok, so that might’ve been a bad joke because I really don’t suffer from multiple personality disorder, but I have felt like I’m being pulled in a thousand different directions all at the same time.

So, because of all the stuff that’s been going on, I’ve completely neglected myself and my love of writing and as a result, I’ve probably only stressed myself out even more.  Writing brings me such pleasure and joy, a release, if you will.  Even if no one else reads it, the act of writing actually brings me peace and clarity in a world gone mad.  So, starting today, I’m gonna make a more concerted effort to write something, anything, every single day.  There may still be times when we have company, or we’re out of town, or we have weekend activities that I may not actually post something everyday, but I’m still gonna write something every single day.

Hmmm…  I wonder who I’ll get in trouble with if I fall short on this little endeavor….

The Flicker of a Lighbulb

I had an epiphany today.

It just occurred to me that being a blogger/writer/whatever-the-heck-it-is I am can be a very tedious and time-consuming thing.  And in the midst of all this tedious and time-consuming that’s going on, do you know what else is happening?  Nothing.  Absolutely nothing.

Writing, while very rewarding, is a very sedentary activity.  I’ve yet to figure out a way to walk around while I’m banging out my latest thoughts regarding whatever just happens to be floating through my brain matter.  I’ve also not figured out how to multitask while writing, either.  How great would it be to be able to do the dishes, return phone calls, fold the laundry, and scrub the tub while getting all these thoughts that are constantly bouncing around in my head down into some comprehensible format?

Well, perhaps that’s taking it just a little bit too far.  But, any of you that love to write like I do can surely relate to my plight.  Here lately, my creative juices have been coinciding with the time that I have to leave to pick my son up from the bus stop.  And I don’t know about y’all, but if I don’t get my ideas jotted down somewhere when they happen, then it’s like they’re lost forever in some time warp, never to return…  Until 3 in the morning when I am jolted awake, sometimes rather violently, by them, at which time I’m sure not gonna be jumping outta bed to rush downstairs to write.

Wait a minute….  Hmmm…

Maybe that’s the answer.  Perhaps I should start jumping outta bed whenever an idea brings me back into the realm of consciousness.  Or at the very least, I guess I could roll over and jot whatever the thought is down on some paper to refer back to it in the daylight hours.  I’m sure I’ve read this tip somewhere before…

And there you have it.  Another epiphany.  That’s two in one day!  Any of you that know me personally knows that’s a lot for me!

 

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