Well, it looks like my NaNo attempt may be foiled once again. This year by a few different factors. 1. A bad case of mastitis that actually sent me to the doc asking for antibiotics. I don't normally do that. 2. Lack of interest. The first week, I was so excited about doing it. Something about my story seemed to hit a negative chord with me, though, and so I decided to stop writing it. At least for now. 3. Life. I did not realize how whiped out moving, getting settled, etc. has made me. I could easily feel guilty or ashamed (I know that is lame) over these things, because well that's what I do. I worry too much, but this time I refuse to. Just because I don't feel like doing it (and it's really as simple as that) doesn't mean I won't feel like doing it in February or something. So that's that.
In other news, I was thinking the other day about the idea of trying to take over the world. I heard it on "Pinky and the Brain", but of course the joke didn't start there. A friend of mine actually got me thinking about it when she made the comment the other day. As I stood in my thinking place, I wondered, "WHY?!" Why would someone want to take over the world. Yes, I understand it is just an expression for most and that it's a joke, however there are those who truly do. What good is there in taking over the world? Obviously they haven't thought through all of the possibilities of what that could mean. Taking over the world is tedious work! There is the planning, the building an army, the brainwashing, etc. It'd be even harder if trying to take over peacefully, in my opinion. Then, if you succeed at taking over the world there is the issue of dealing with everybody else's problems, the resistance, the yes men, etc. Eventually a person would probably go crazy because it would be lonely being in charge of the whole world. Not knowing who your friends are, who you can trust, and those things are all just snowflakes in the snowstorm of the process. Just too much work and, I don't think, enough gain to make it worth it.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
November 13, 2011
Well we've moved. It's pretty much what we've always talked about having. We love it! The whole buying and moving process was a nightmare, but now that we're finally settling in, things are better.
I'm a pretty shy person, but I've been making an effort to step out and that's been working out ok for me. I've made a new friend already, got the girls set up with 4H, and even wandered around our little village and been to some of the surrounding towns. This is actually big for me, since normally it takes me a lot longer to do any of those things.
Home schooling has been going well. We have our rough days, but for the most part things are looking good. We're not the most structured people, after all life happens. However, I do think my kids are all learning a lot.
I recently had a discussion with my husband. I was watching Parenthood (the movie) and thought to myself. Gosh, I hope none of our 4 kids turns out like Larry. At the same time I realized, out of the 4 families, mine is probably most like Gil's (played by Steve Martin) and that I was a lot like that character. I often worry so much about the what if's and could happens and I miss the joy of the roller coaster that is life. I worry about being wrong, making mistakes, making bad choices, etc. I know all parents worry about those things, but I worry about them to the point that I let those worries weigh me down.
This month is National Novel Writing Month. I started it with my girls. They have goals of 500 and 1000 words, respectively. They've made it about half way to theirs. I've hardly made it anywhere. At this point, I don't plan to thrust myself into trying to reach the goal this year as I got struck with a nasty case of mastitis and am still working on getting over it. I'm not one for antibiotics, but I had to break down and take them. It hit me out of no where. No signs or anything, that I noticed. Then BAM! I wake up early one morning feeling like I've got the flu. Fever, chills, body aches. Then I realize, this isn't the flu... I started to notice tenderness and over the course of the day it got redder and redder. I'm finally feeling better but not a 100% yet.
Well anyway. I'm obviously a bit worn out from the way this post is sounding, haha. I suppose I'll sign off for now!
I'm a pretty shy person, but I've been making an effort to step out and that's been working out ok for me. I've made a new friend already, got the girls set up with 4H, and even wandered around our little village and been to some of the surrounding towns. This is actually big for me, since normally it takes me a lot longer to do any of those things.
Home schooling has been going well. We have our rough days, but for the most part things are looking good. We're not the most structured people, after all life happens. However, I do think my kids are all learning a lot.
I recently had a discussion with my husband. I was watching Parenthood (the movie) and thought to myself. Gosh, I hope none of our 4 kids turns out like Larry. At the same time I realized, out of the 4 families, mine is probably most like Gil's (played by Steve Martin) and that I was a lot like that character. I often worry so much about the what if's and could happens and I miss the joy of the roller coaster that is life. I worry about being wrong, making mistakes, making bad choices, etc. I know all parents worry about those things, but I worry about them to the point that I let those worries weigh me down.
This month is National Novel Writing Month. I started it with my girls. They have goals of 500 and 1000 words, respectively. They've made it about half way to theirs. I've hardly made it anywhere. At this point, I don't plan to thrust myself into trying to reach the goal this year as I got struck with a nasty case of mastitis and am still working on getting over it. I'm not one for antibiotics, but I had to break down and take them. It hit me out of no where. No signs or anything, that I noticed. Then BAM! I wake up early one morning feeling like I've got the flu. Fever, chills, body aches. Then I realize, this isn't the flu... I started to notice tenderness and over the course of the day it got redder and redder. I'm finally feeling better but not a 100% yet.
Well anyway. I'm obviously a bit worn out from the way this post is sounding, haha. I suppose I'll sign off for now!
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