Moving Onward – writing and life

It’s been quite a week – end of holidays is always a little hard to swallow, and the fact that my husband lives in another country, makes the end even more difficult. It’s fine when we say goodbye after a regular weekend together, but after three weeks in the same place, goodbye is suddenly infused with regret and longing.

But, I’m happy to report that I’m still actively engaged in living my resolutions. Here’s a little update on some:

– I finished my third draft of WIP and printed off all 468 pages of it, for myself and the early readers. Half my toner on the new printer is already gone!
– I’m moving on energetically with the equally important revising/editing stage.
– I’m more consistent with my online updates.
– I have been clutter busting like mad, getting ready for the painter friend who is going to make my bedroom and office more lovely and welcoming and less penitentiary-like in colour.
– I’m breathing more.
– I’ve been to the library with my brand new library card for a visit that felt a lot like Christmas morning!
– I’m connecting with/calling all my homes more – especially my grandparents – special love to Nanny S. who is about to go into the hospital for surgery on Monday.
– I’m walking, stretching, taking vitamins, and packing my lunch.
– Although I’m not officially buying nothing new, I’m moderately following in my twin’s ambitious footsteps and buying very little new, and I’m SAVING!
– I’m taking fewer taxis, using my transit pass.
– I am re-inhabiting my house. It feels more like home again.
– I’m embracing employment and enjoying doing the best I can at what I do.
– I am appreciating my many and varied relationships.
– I’m remembering to be grateful.

Now, to get back to the dentist, relax occasionally, finish knitting that second mitten, and conquer fear! Ha! Yes, these are the tough ones!

I hope you are staying warm and doing whatever you planned for yourself this January.

Contemplative on Christmas day

What a disappointment to realize how long it’s been since my last update. Writing more than a twitter update has seemed like an epic challenge. Going back to work full time has been a severe blow to my writing time, but I am rallying. Just not on my blog apparently. One of my favourite people on the planet – my Twin – is starting her first blog, and ironically asking me (as if I were an expert) for advice. I did learn a lot during my year off about social media and the like; perhaps it’s time to be using more of it.

My Twin’s blog is going to detail her ambitious New Year’s resolution of BUYING NOTHING NEW NEXT YEAR! It’s not a new idea – we have a friend who did it all this year, and who found the idea from an article. But it is new for my Twin. I contemplated joining her in this resolve for all of two milliseconds. I feel it was an inadvertent fact for me last year, during my year off. I didn’t really buy anything new, and that was fine, but I don’t want to commit to it just now. What I would like, is to hitch on to some of that motivation of hers to take care of some business of my own. Check out her blog:

Kind of like I joined nanowrimo this year with no intention of beginning a new novel, but rather wrapping up the recent draft of this one, using some of that frenzied nano energy to boost my own when it flagged. I’d like to borrow that mentality a bit more of the time – so when my Twin is fully engaged in reusing, and creating her own stuff, and getting crafty, and sharing, I’m enthusiastic about that. I’m also enthusiastic about being a much lighter consumer and being very selective, and saving more, physically and financially. Taking fewer cabs and more walks, getting some clothes altered instead of buying new ones, creating a better work space at home so I don’t have to leave the house to write, clearing clutter – mentally, physically, and financially. It’s time to be more spartan, simpler, give more without needing to get something for myself. “Breathing more and doing less,” my yoga teacher says. But of course, I always need to do more. Sometimes a lot more. “Hurry up. I want to relax,” my husband says. Wish me luck.
I wish you joy, love, and hand knit mittens today.