Just sitting down to write. When something’s on my mind or when I just need to clear my head. the last couple of times it’s come out….wrong. When I think I’m explaining how I’m coming back out of a funk I go back and read it and realize it sounds HORRIBLE. Like negative, awful – bleck. And sometimes when I feel like just pouring it all out I realize it’s just because I need to vent and I don’t always want to be complaining.
I miss working on the happiness project more directly right now. I started and it snowballed and suddenly I have four different ebooks on my kindle about goal-setting and organizing a busy life and 52 bite-size projects to get things done. I’m enjoying reading so much about the possibilities again and sometimes? things are actually getting done. 🙂
We’re relaunching the blog! Have you noticed? There are a shit-ton of things on our minds 24/7 and instead of just writing them down on random slips of paper around the office we’ve actually started organizing those random thoughts and rolling them out. A lot of times we’re starting to look like a schizophrenic anarchist housewife (damn the government! make some crafty bracelets!). I can’t apologize for that. It’s just how things roll around here.
So I don’t have much of a point tonight….and I like that. Maybe it’s the post-workout fog or the fact that I was looking back at old stuff today, or maybe because the rest of my house sounds like a MADHOUSE and I’m just trying to block it out. Either way, it’s the night before Thanksgiving and I’m feeling melancholy. Also happy and agitated, relaxed and exhausted – but melancholy all the same.
It’s all about perspective. And wine. Cheers…