NaBloWriMo - Day 14

Well, I missed day 13 (it was unlucky, you might say). But after a beyond delightful day of working on SSP (well, that was only ok), shopping with my mom, skating, Chinese food, and hanging out with my parents, I didn't have the energy at 11:58 to whip out the iTouch to get in an entry. Still, I'm back, so that's progress. I'm also afraid to say the wheels have fallen off NaNoWriMo once again, and I think it may be too late to catch up. I've got two more weeks of intensive work on SSP and then that will be done, at which point I can free up some mental energy and time for my novel. It pushed me to get the start on paper though, and previous to that it had just been marinating in my brain whilst I was on the treadmill.

I have some things to say about ice skating and the brain waves I had whilst doing it, but I'm going to have to save those for another day. For now I'm re-acclimatizing to my regular life and sleep is unfortunately not for the weak.

NaBloWriMo - Day 12

It is easier to think about diets when you're full. Word.

NaBloWriMo- Day 11

I am where I belong, but without some of the people who belong with me. I wish I knew what the hell to do, or was brave enough to leap without worrying about the consequences.

NaBloWriMo - Day Ten

God, November sucks.

NaBloWriMo - Day 9

The spirit is willing, but the flesh is sleepy.

NaBloWriMo - Day Seven

Major excitement, there is finally a Blogger app (which is to say, I just discovered it). This means NaBloWriMo will be easier because I can blog without my laptop. That said, one fingered typing is annoying and slow.

I've called it another early night and am breaking one of my cardinal rules which is no working in bed. We're still recovering from yesterday's drama though and we both need to keep calm. I didn't go to the gym either, because I felt intensely that I just needed to go home.

I'm overscheduled. D says I need to give things up, but that's just not my way. It seems that the NaNoWriMo is suffering. Still, three more weeks until SSP is done and a few days after that will be the finish of NaNo and NaBlo. As they say, I'll sleep in December.

NaBloWriMo - Day Six

This week has been a piece of crap. It is a testament to how much I've changed lately, in terms of stick-to-it-iveness, that I'm even here today bitching about it.

I suffered a serious setback in my SSP, I got yelled at by a psychotic neighbour and spent most of the afternoon feeling bad about it, and I realized I missed the final episode last year of a favorite show. On the other hand, a friend I'd like to be friendlier with dropped by, D stuck up for me with the crazy guy, and I'm healthy, safe, and warm. Maybe life isn't so bad.

But just to make sure the week ends soothingly, I'm heading to bed with the laptop, D, and a couple of episodes of Big Bang Theory. Maybe the cats will come. And we'll start a new (better!) week tomorrow.

NaBloWriMo - Day Five

Since I got rid of cable and have been working on SSP, I'm wondering what the hell I did with my weekends. I must have just beached myself on the couch on Friday night and not gotten up until Sunday. (Oh wait, ahhhh, yes I remember now). These days, life is consumed with work, the gym, and the SSP. I'm barely even keeping on top of my shows online. Which is all to say, I can't wait until SSP is done and I can get back to relaxing a bit. I have not finished a book in several weeks!

I guess it's not quite true that I haven't been relaxing at all, but they've all been such stolen moments that I feel guilty for taking. And I guess because I feel I ought not to be relaxing, I don't actually take the time to do something worthwhile and instead end up falling down various nostalgic rabbit holes.

I think I've got to call day 5 a day. No more SSP, no work on the NaNoWriMo, just a shower, bed, and my stories.

NaBloWriMo - Day Four

Ahem. As it happens, Thursdays are not historically the best day of the week for me. I'm tired, I'm burnt out, and I've worked myself up into a fine lather. Last night, thoroughly discouraged with life and the Super Secret Project, I stomped down to bed to do more work on SSP (you know, because I'm a martyr), despite that I have a no work in bed policy. A few minutes later I realized I was being ridiculous and (surprise!) a martyr, so I shook it off, downloaded a show off iTunes I like but isn't available on the internet legally for free, and relaxed.

That's actually something else you should probably know about me. I only download music (and for the first time last night, a TV show) legally through iTunes. None of this Bit Torrent blah blah business for me. It's too much trouble. And it seems to me, if I'm willing to spend $5 on a chai latte a couple of times a week, I should be willing to spend $1.29 on a song that I'm going to listen to a bunch of times (hopefully). But yeah, that's me, too lazy to break the law (I make not comment on whether it's a well advised law or not).

It never ceases to amaze me how much longer (in a good way) how time seems so much slower on Friday night. Somehow on a Friday, there's time to relax, make dinner, and still be ready to enjoy a whole evening ahead of you at 7:30pm. This evening has been spent working on SSP, but also recovering from an amazing fettuccine alfredo dinner, so it's maybe been less productive than hoped. Still, at 9:40, I feel like I can working on my NaNoWriMo for a bit and still do a little more work on SSP. Cheers to day four!

NaBloWriMo - Day Three

Two steps forward, one step back.

I have not the energy to blog, because I am so exhausted dealing with all the moving parts that are my life. This isn't one of those situations where it's the thought that counts. If I'm asking for help, it means I need help, not that it will be just as helpful to intend to help, but not follow through.

Also, between Asthma Man and the guys upstairs' big screen TV, I cannot get a moments peace.

More better tomorrow. At least I was here.

NaBloWriMo - Day Two

I'm generally trying to be a better all-round person as the countdown to 30 begins. Eating better, moving more, being a better friend and family member, etc. All of this improvement has led to it's share of introspection, and I recently had the realization that if I want to take better care of other people, I need to take better care of me. From the blogs I read, it's clear that this is a problem many women have, increasingly as they become mothers with a family to take care of. I don't have kids yet, so I figure now is the time to get into the habit.

I have a weird quirk (well, I have lots of weird quirks, but specifically for this example I have this one weird quirk...). I can't deal with the sound of people eating or drinking loudly. It's actually a real thing, I recently discovered, that other people have too. Anyways, as it happens, D is a very loud chewer and slurper. Instead of waiting for his tea to cool, for example, he'll sit there and slurp it back slowly and painfully. Usually, I would either snappily tell him to knock it off (which would lead to a fight) or I'd sit here and stew while he slurped until I snapped and (surprise!) we got in a fight. But tonight? I calmly explained that whilst he was enjoying his tea (which I genuinely don't begrudge him), I was going to go have my shower. I needed to shower at some point this evening anyways, so there was no time like the present. And? Fight averted and my sanity saved.

Being a martyr comes naturally to me, but it's not healthy or helpful. I need to continue to find ways to voice my frustrations without being unreasonable and find solutions that make everyone happy (or at least, don't make anyone actively unhappy). And now, on to NaNoWriMo-ing!

NaBloWriMo - Day One

Because I'm insane, I've decided that I want to complete not only NaNoWriMo, but also NaBloWriMo. You know, because I have such copious amounts of free time. I will admit that cutting off cable has really opened my evenings up, and shocked me at how much TV I must have been watching before. But what with the gym and Super Secret Project, I'm still finding the evenings too short. I think I accomplish more under pressure, and the more I have to do, the more I do do, so here I am. Consider this short introduction my contribution for day one, and I hope that the rest of the month is more fruitful.