It is a bright and beautiful day today, however when I stepped outside I realized it is deceptively cold. It doesn't look like it should be cold, but it is. Perhaps there is still a chance for it to warm up enough for me to do yard work later this afternoon but what to do with myself until then?
I am eager to craft and do some other actively creative endeavors. I think my brain needs a break from the writing. I think I am burning out because I've been pushing myself too much and I am now just...blah.
When I sit down to write I feel like I am forcing it too much and the creative inspiration is not happening.
I know many professional writers say "inspiration" and the "muse" are bullshit and to just write through it, its your job. Others will at least say when they hit writer's block they try to take their minds off of it by doing other things.
Me I haven't quit writing, I just put off the novel to do reviews and finish my other stuff. Today I feel as though I don't even want to do that.
I think it is one part burn out, one part cabin fever and just one part my creative energies are currently flowing in another direction.
So today I take a writing break and find something else to do.
What are you doing this weekend?
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Since I'm Venting...What Does Your Man Do That Irritates You?
My man doesn't mute the TV on commercials or when he walks away...instead he turns the volume down.
He takes all that time to hit the button to turn the volume down when he could just hit the mute button. Then when the show comes back on he has to turn the volume all the way back up, trying to find that perfect volume once again. Plus the volume things blocks the whole center of the screen of the TV with this bog box as you turn the volume up and down.
The mute button? It just has a little mute on/off symbol in the top right corner of the screen that does not effect TV viewing.
I know it sounds petty but it drives me bonkers. Why can't eh just hit the mute button? Simple, easy, no fuss. MUTE.
What simple thing does your man do that drives you absolutely crazy?
He takes all that time to hit the button to turn the volume down when he could just hit the mute button. Then when the show comes back on he has to turn the volume all the way back up, trying to find that perfect volume once again. Plus the volume things blocks the whole center of the screen of the TV with this bog box as you turn the volume up and down.
The mute button? It just has a little mute on/off symbol in the top right corner of the screen that does not effect TV viewing.
I know it sounds petty but it drives me bonkers. Why can't eh just hit the mute button? Simple, easy, no fuss. MUTE.
What simple thing does your man do that drives you absolutely crazy?
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Men Will Drive You Crazy
Do you ever get so frustrated with the man in your life you want to throw something at him?
My husband has moments where he is so moody I just want to start hurling baseballs at his head.
Why baseballs? Because they fit in my hand pretty good, I have a great pitching arm and I can hit a moving target. Not that he moved much this weekend. He camped out in front of the television and successfully drove me insane by doing so.
Sometimes it just really, really irritates me that he JUST FREAKIN SITS THERE ALL DAY! Sits there while I hustle about cooking, cleaning, dealing with the kids, and oh yeah what's that I hear whispered on the wind...working.
Yes, when he's home I need to be working and he's supposed to take over with the kids and the cooking and cleaning and all that bullshit so I can write, but does he? Not unless I specifically point out to him that he's supposed to then I am a huge bitch ya know.
I understand the man goes to work every day Monday through Friday and works his butt off. I know. But I am at home also trying to make a living while dealing with children, a home and all that - at the same exact time.
I wonder why some women can juggle 5000 things at once and most men forget where they put the car keys?
My husband would forget his head if it wasn't attached. Me, I do a gazillion things a day and have to take care of 5, 6 people if you count my mom who lives next door and likes to call and chat while I'm writing and takes it as a personal offense when I tell her "mom, I am writing I need to go".
Anyway, I just had to vent because it was one of those weekends. Sometimes I am thrilled when Monday rolls around.
He's just been in a mood and I just wish he'd take his mood and all those bad vibes and go do something constructive with them instead of staring at the TV. I think part of it was he was bummed about the snow and really wants to be outside. I understand but his mood...
They really need to make a Midol for men.
My husband has moments where he is so moody I just want to start hurling baseballs at his head.
Why baseballs? Because they fit in my hand pretty good, I have a great pitching arm and I can hit a moving target. Not that he moved much this weekend. He camped out in front of the television and successfully drove me insane by doing so.
Sometimes it just really, really irritates me that he JUST FREAKIN SITS THERE ALL DAY! Sits there while I hustle about cooking, cleaning, dealing with the kids, and oh yeah what's that I hear whispered on the wind...working.
Yes, when he's home I need to be working and he's supposed to take over with the kids and the cooking and cleaning and all that bullshit so I can write, but does he? Not unless I specifically point out to him that he's supposed to then I am a huge bitch ya know.
I understand the man goes to work every day Monday through Friday and works his butt off. I know. But I am at home also trying to make a living while dealing with children, a home and all that - at the same exact time.
I wonder why some women can juggle 5000 things at once and most men forget where they put the car keys?
My husband would forget his head if it wasn't attached. Me, I do a gazillion things a day and have to take care of 5, 6 people if you count my mom who lives next door and likes to call and chat while I'm writing and takes it as a personal offense when I tell her "mom, I am writing I need to go".
Anyway, I just had to vent because it was one of those weekends. Sometimes I am thrilled when Monday rolls around.
He's just been in a mood and I just wish he'd take his mood and all those bad vibes and go do something constructive with them instead of staring at the TV. I think part of it was he was bummed about the snow and really wants to be outside. I understand but his mood...
They really need to make a Midol for men.
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