February 1st, 2011


The calm before the storm

The storm that has blasted through the midwest and the Ohio Valley is now on its way here to the greater northeast and slated to arrive in the wee hours of the night. Reports have that the worst of it will ramp up around 4am- and since I drive to work between 5 and 5:30, it should be one of those more interesting early morning commutes. Or not. Because, my friends, I've finally reached that stage in my life where if I can't make it into work, so what? I make it, fine, I don't, big deal. I just don't care and no job, I've convinced myself, is worth all the aggravation and stress. No job. Certainly not this one.

BTW- kare , so glad you made it home safe from your job. Sounds like you had a heluva commute home. I'll be curious to know if Steve and Danny show up. Maybe wave a pineapple as bait? Just saying...

It came to my attention today that this is now February. So I went back to my To Do list I posted back at the beginning of the year and can check off one thing- Getting VN2 finished and submitted.

I had some other things that included cleaning out, re-organizing and re-setting up my workroom here and although I've done a few things, I'm not nearly there. I'm seriously considering taking one of my three day weekends and making it a four day one instead and devoting it completely to this room. It would take me at least a day, maybe more to haul it all out. There is so much I could trash. Then with four bare walls, put it together the way I want and need it to be. When it comes to a project like this, I'm sort of an all at once kinda girl. I'm lousy with the little bit here and there every day thing.

The reward will be such a lovely retreat for both my professional writing and my hobbies. It would likely go a long ways toward my depression I've found myself in again.

Which brings me to this point. I told my buddy at work that I don't get me most of the time. I really don't. I've finished VN2 and have it all but formally accepted and so shouldn't I be doing cartwheels and somewhat proud of myself? I mean how many years it took me to write this particular one? I swear I just don't how to be happy most of the time.


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