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May 15 ThursdayHere is the question of the day.
Why is it, when one thing in my life is not going well, everything else seems to fall by the wayside? I don’t want to do anything productive. I have all these great goals but, I don’t have the energy or wherewithal to do them.
It isn’t just the current problem, this happens to me all the time. I guess I am only able to focus on one thing…the problem, when a crisis comes up. Everything else will just have to wait. Is this the norm? Do others handle crises differently?
I sometimes think I might be using the crisis to avoid doing the things that need getting done. I am an average procrastinator by nature, but have improved over the course of my life. I have found that if I do something right away, then it is more apt to get done than if I put it off and heap it on the ‘to do’ pile
Sometimes it truly is a matter of energy. The current problem is our little Charlotte; she needs more attention with her new medical condition than she has needed in the past. So I am worn out by the end of the day, with work and taking care of her and the house and my husband…you get the picture.
I think if I were to try to compartmentalize my life a little better maybe I could change this behavior. Only allow so many hours of the day to be taken up by the crisis of the moment, then for the rest of the day, I need to go about my life as normally as possible. Is that even doable? Doesn’t sound like it to me, but I know some people have pulled it off. I am going to try it for a week. Notice I say try…I hear Yoda in the back of my brain saying…”there is no try, only do!”
Well that’s what has been rambling around my head the past week or so. I am a thinker if you haven’t figured that out already. Way too much thinking. On the up-side a thinker is usually a problem solver and that is me too.
Switching gears here…Thursday is usually my Sur*vivor night, but alas Sur*vivor is no more…at least until the fall. Not happy with the outcome of this Sur*vivor. So I am going out to dinner with some friends tonight. Hubby is staying home.
EOM April 07 MondayWell, another weekend has come and gone. It rained here the entire weekend and is still raining today. I helped out at work on Saturday, they were having an event and needed extra hands. After 3 1/2 hours I decided to go home...the rain kept many people away. I left around 2:30, although a co-worker told me it started to pick-up around 3:00 again.
We went to see the movie Leatherheads yesterday. It was pretty good. I am not a big George Clooney fan, but I do like John Krasinski from The Office fame. He cracks me up.
I ordered 5 yards of mulch last week, but it hasn't stopped raining long enough for me to spread it around the yard. Hopefully one day this week I will be able to get it distributed. I would like to get it out of my driveway.
Our neighbor invited us to her daughter's third birthday party yesterday afternoon. She did a nice job of planning it. She had an old fashion tea party for all the little ones. They were all so cute with their tea cups and finger sandwiches. She had quiche for the adults, along with beer and Champaign. Yum! Technically it was sparkling wine, since it wasn't from Champaign. My husband was kind enough to point that out for me. Hmmm.
Have a great week everyone!
Damselfly Lady January 09 Wednesday I am sorry to say, but my life is borrrrrring. I have nothing to write about. Get up, eat breakfast, walk the dogs, go to work, work, come home for lunch, walk the dogs, go back to work, work, come home, walk the dogs, feed the dogs, feed self and maybe hubby, then go to bed. You get the picture. If my life were a movie you all would be asleep already. zzzzzz One thing, my youngest sister is going to the Packer/Seahawk game this Saturday...lucky stiff. If I could afford the airfare I would fly to Wisconsin and join her. I am missing all the Packer mania. :...( The same thing happened the year they won the Superbowl...my husband and I moved to Indiana the summer of 1996, of course the Packers would pick that year to win it all. The Colts won probably two games that year, and none of the home games were televised because they couldn't sell out the stadium. How pathetic is that. During the lean Packer years when they were still playing half of their home games in Milwaukee, if the game didn't sell out the local tv station would buy the remaining tickets so they could televise the game...sweet you say, that's right...sweeeet. Now I don't want to give away my position or anything, but the last three days it has been in the 70's here, temperature wise...it is winter for gosh sakes. Enough with the warm weather. Yikes. A friend was recently in Denver, she said it was below zero a couple of days...know that's what I am talking about. Give me some of that. Come on I dare you. I have to share this video with you. A pet hippo. December 03 December already!Wow, the last month of the year. It has always been my favorite. Christmas and my birthday...who could ask for anything more. Nothing much going on. I am in a funk. We have Christmas parties coming up and a concert to attend...Glenn Beck. If you are not a conservative, you probably haven't heard of him. He has a radio talk show and a program on CNN Headline News. I always find him interesting...not that I always agree with everything he says.
We have a Christmas open house each December 23. I am in the planning stages for that and also trying to get some Christmas shopping done as well. We invite our neighbors, friends, co-workers, and church friends. It is always a good turnout and loads of fun. My husband gets a little high strung right before the event. He is a little bit of a control freak, and doesn't know how to go with the flow. I don't think that will ever change. I love him all the same.
My husband received a promotion recently and I will get a raise starting with my first paycheck in December. Its all good.
October 01 Fall...It's finally here!Day 274
Well, the true beginning of fall for me. My favorite time of year...October, November and December. Nothing feels as wonderful as a cool, crisp fall day. As my friend used to say...sweatshirt weather...you have to love it.
It's also the beginning of a lot of birthdays in my family. There are two on 9/28, one on 10/1, 10/2, 10/25, 11/11 (Veteran's Day), 11/20 and then one on 12/15. I'll let you guess which one is mine. Some are in-law birthdays. You have to celebrate those too. :)
The wonderful smell of spicy candles, Halloween and all that that entails. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. The rustling of leaves as you stroll through them. Just watching leaves slowly falling from the trees is a beautiful site (until, of course, I have to rake them all up). I LOVE HALLOWEEN!. I know some people don't particularly like it...my mother-in-law is one of them. It never dampens my spirit though. I am not sure why I like it so much, but it has a special place in my heart, because it always, always makes me happy.
Take a moment this fall to watch the leaves change, feel that wonderful cool breeze take over from the summer heat, and put on those sweatshirts and sweaters with a new sense of well-being. Yippee!!!! August 01 Bathrooms and TelevisionWell, I have made it through to the middle of the week. The weather has been hot all week...in the 90's. Very humid also.
We are remodeling our main bathroom in September. It has been difficult to find someone to do the work. It is a small bathroom therefore a small job. One company wanted $17,000 to do the job. Are you kidding? I am not adding an addition onto the house, we are not even moving the plumbing or adding any electrical outlets. Crazy. We eventually went to Lowes and ask them about installing the fixtures, flooring and tiles. They said they sub-contract it out. We said okay. They sent out their sub-contractor, he measured the bathroom and sent his estimate back to Lowes. His estimate was a little more reasonable, plus we found floor tile, wall tile and a sink, tub and toilet that we liked at Lowes, so they are going to do the remodel. I will have to take before and after photos to post on-line for all to see...all five of you anyway.
 That's about all I can come up with right now. Oh, I am looking forward to the new TV season. Summer TV selections have been horrible. I am so sick of reality TV, I could scream...
 I feel so much better! There is a new show coming on Fox I think...The Sarah Connor Chronicles. Check it out.Another show that I am looking forward to is Journeyman on NBC:
http://www.nbc.com/Journeyman/video/#mea=130262 The premise of the show involves time travel and I alway enjoy story lines that involve traveling back in time...or traveling forward in time for that matter.
I am also looking forward to seeing Kelsey Grammar and Patricia Heaton together in a new sitcom Back To You on Fox. I love both of these actors, so I hope it will be a big hit for them.
The only realty show I watch is Survivor. I am looking forward to the premiere of that show also, they will be in China. Should be beautiful scenery.
As you probably already surmised, I watch too much TV. I am a homebody and my evenings during the week are comprised of TV, reading and knitting, not necessarily in that order. Sometimes I knit while I am watching TV, most times I do.
And last but not least...LOST, which I hear we won't see until February 2008. Yikes, can I stand it? I am hopelessly lost without LOST.
 Happy TV watching. July 16 Long week ahead...Today is only Monday and it feels like Wednesday. It's going to be a long week. The president of our foundation resigned last month and it has been very chaotic at work lately. My direct supervisor thinks that if you spend a lot of money on a product it has to be good quality. She spent $7,000+ on the invitations for our museums grand opening. Amazing. She thinks our website needs to be redesigned (I agree with her), but she thinks we need to spend between $20,000 -$50,000. I have designed a few websites...I don't know why they don't let me take a stab at it, but once again, she thinks you need to spend a lot of money to get a good product. Sometimes that is true, but not always. Well it's official my husband is smack dab in the middle of a mid-life crisis. I saw an article today on msn.com about mid-life crisis. He fit the description to a tee. It said that every man goes through it. I did not know that. Do women get to have mid-life crisis'. I think it is only fair...that whole what's good for the goose thing. On a totally separate issue...I really miss the winter snow. I saw a commercial today that had snow in it. I had such a nostalgic feeling come over me. Most people think I am crazy. There is nothing like walking in a snow storm with a walk-man listening to music and just enjoying the majestic snow flakes. Gosh, I miss it. We get maybe one snow fall a year. It melts immediately. Oh, well, maybe one day I will have the opportunity to live in snow country again. On a much, much lighter note, I went shopping this weekend and bought a new pair of shoes (Dansko) and a new purse (Hobo). Shopping always makes me happy. I made my mother-in-law promise not to tell her son how much I spent on either item. And that's about it so far this week. As we used to say when I was a kid --"That's what you get for jumping on the bed!" Have a great week everyone. April 15 Everyday stuffToday we took my mother-in-law to the train station. She and my father-in-law have been visiting for a week. They were returning from two weeks in Rome. They were very tired. My mother-in-law had a knee injury, so was hobbling around a bit. They had a great time. My sister-in-law was in Rome on business, so her employer rented them an apartment for two weeks. My husband's brother has two sons who also went along There were six of them. A good time was had by all. We have been trying to plan a trip to Italy for three years. Something more important always seems to crop up. Last year we had the unexpected cost of our dog, Char's surgery. Well worth every penny. She is walking again, when the surgeon had little hope of that. Today is a very lazy day. We made a stop at Barnes & Noble for coffee, then home to browse the internet. Hubby has gone off to work for a few hours...I was just now contemplating whether I should go get a much needed pedicure. Extravagant I know, but my only real indulgence. I think I will stay in. I love spending time with my puppies. My house is very clean for once, since we cleaned it from top to bottom in anticipation of my in-laws visit, plus my mother-in-law cleaned while she was here. Always nice. While my in-laws were visiting, we spent a great deal of time looking at condos. They are thinking of relocating to our area in the future. I am not sure how I feel about that yet. I go back and forth between thinking its a good idea and wondering what it would be like having them close by. Time will tell. My husband's brother lives about two hours away. That is the closest family member we have living near us. The next closest is approximately 16 hours away. Well, that's about it for now. A fairly quiet, uneventful weekend...just the way I like it. I have a much more complicated blog to write, but I am not ready for that yet. The whole political, racial situation in our society has me extremely angry. If you want to know a little about what I am talking about head over to Thotman's blog. He hit the nail on the head, but I have some more comments I would like to get off my chest about the situation as well. I must wait until I calm down a bit. Damselfly Lady January 17 Everything went dark...One night in 1989 I was watching Arsenio Hall. I had just turned off the T.V. and was reaching for the switch on the lamp. Before I had a chance to turn off the lamp, the light went out. I thought...the bulb must have burned out. I thought that was odd, but it seemed the logical conclusion. I turned toward the dining room...this was my parents house. Now my mom always keeps the light on in her china cabinet. As I turn toward the dining room, no light in the china cabinet. In fact it was very dark, I could not see anything...and I mean not a single thing. I started to get a little worried, but I am still on the path of logical conclusions here. I thought - maybe we blew a fuse. I then turned to look out our big picture window in the living room. You can always see cars going by and the street lights shining bright....NOTHING, and I mean nothing. I put up my hands in front of my face and saw only blackness...not darkness, BLACKNESS. Now I am starting to get a little scared. My mind quietly whispers to my consciousness (blindness), but I ignore it. LOGICAL being my course of action. I shuffle over to the stairwell. Usually when I look up the stairwell I see light shining through the window at the top of the stairs from the street lights outside. So, as I turn to go upstairs I glance up and you guessed it...NOTHING! Well, there it is, I have gone BLIND. I don't know how it happened but I have exhausted all other possibilities. I grab the railing and proceed up the stairs at a slow pace. Freaking out with each new step I take. In our house my parents bedroom is upstairs and mine also. My sister, C's bedroom in on the main floor. As I got to the top of the stairs, I yelled to my Dad..."Dad, could you turn on the light please?", he says "what?", I said "turn on the light", he said why do you need me to turn on the light, I respond, "JUST TURN ON THE LIGHT!" By this time I am yelling and on the verge of hysteria. My father and mother both get out of bed, as I am waiting in the upstairs hallway, I hear my dad moving toward the light switch, I say to myself, "this is it, if he hits the switch and he acts normal then I am blind". My father hits the light switch, right after he turns the light on, he says "the power must be out". OH MY GOD!. My mom comes down the hall to ask me what this is all about. I have at this point started crying, she says to me "what's wrong?" I tell her through my sobbing, "I thought I went blind". I must repeat it 3 or 4 times. I turn towards the window in the hallway and look up to the sky, I can see stars...I can not tell you how relieved and happy I was. We found out that someone had hit a electrical box and a whole grid in town was out, hence no street lights, if a car had just driven by when I looked out the picture window, I would have been fine. When I told the story to family and friends, they all laugh of course, but there first question is "why did you go immediately to BLIND?" I tell them I did not go there lightly. First, light bulb blew out, then fuse blew, then BLIND. I think it was a logical progression. My sister said to me the next day that she was laughing her you know what off lying in bed listening to me. She knew the power went out, because she had a fan on, and it stopped working. It would have been nice to know that before I jumped to BLIND. Everyone I tell my blind story to laughs, which is strange to me, since going BLIND is my deepest fear. I know there are much worse things that could happen, but BLIND scares the bejeebers out of me. Darkness itself always scares me a little. I guess that goes back to my childhood fears and to this day affects my sleeping patterns. But that is a story for another time... Sweet dreams. :) September 26 Rambling...I have been traveling around the blogosphere tonight. Some nice blogging. I only have a few that I frequent...I guess because I am so new to spaces. When I first created my account, I looked at a few spaces from the spaces home page...but found most spaces only had photos and no blogs. I don't look at the photos much, I concentrate mostly on the blogging.
Today I took the plunge and bought a new computer on my lunch hour. I have been looking and researching for six months. I also have been slowly working on my husband to agree to a new computer. We try to make all large financial purchases together. He is a little tighter...moneywise than I am. Although I am quite frugal too. I bought a MacBook. So far I love it. I have not really used a Mac before, so it is a whole new experience. I love to create graphic art on the computer, so I thought the Mac was the way to go. Plus I have to admit the current Macintosh advertising campaign helped me with the decision. I am always worried that my computer will be bombarded with viruses. I was very happy that my Green Bay Packers won there game last Sunday. Although where I live, we rarely get the Packer game. I get very frustrated. I could go to a sports bar, which carries all the games, but I never seem to get around to it. I could also purchase some sports package on my cable, but I do not watch enough sports to make that worthwhile. Our little puppy Charlotte has started to walk on her own. After three months of physical therapy, six weeks of swimming and four sessions with the acupuncturist she is starting to walk. We are very pleased. We will stop the physical therapy and up her swimming sessions to two a week. We took Charlotte to a specialist, (a Vet who specializes in rehabbing dogs) this week. She said Charlotte needs to build her muscle mass and get her coordination back in her hind legs along with her gate. She is the most beautiful dog...we are very thankful she is doing so well. It has been a struggle for us, but well worth it. It is strange, my husband and I never had a shouting argument until we acquired our first dog. When we were angry at the dog, we tended to take it out on each other. We started screaming at each other, which was unheard of before the dog. I wonder if this same phenomonon happens with children as well. :) On a totally different note. My husband saw a woman on the O'Reilly Factor the other night that he went to college with. He was jumping up and down saying I know her...and sure enough when they gave her name...he knew her. I asked my husband last night if he ever feels like he just doesn't belong. It was really a rhetorical question and since he was almost asleep his answer was "you belong with me". Sweet. Good answer, but not really what I meant. Sometimes when several people are having a conversation, typically at work, I will step back and think...I do not understand where they are coming from...should I really be here...in this place...at this time? Alright, I have to fess up I am a conservative, actually very conservative. Today in my office we were talking about our board of directors and how they should be listed on nametags for an upcoming event. Should we list them as 'board members', 'trustees' or 'board of directors. Then I asked should we list the chairman as such on his nametag. My boss said "why do we still use that term chairman, it should be chairperson"...aargh. When conversation turns in this direction, I completely withdraw and take a step back and ask myself...in the scheme of things, is that really important? (I am not looking for a debate on political correctness here). That's when I think, maybe I just don't belong. I have to say, I am not an introvert by nature, but the older I get the less people interest me. Then I will meet someone, who on the surface is very plain...but something happens and I find them fascinating...life plays little tricks on me to keep me interested. Well, that's my rambling. I am typing later into the night than usual, so my thoughts are not as organized as I would like. With my new computer, I will hopefully post more entries than in the past. I do lilke the MacBook. Copyright ©2006 Damselfly Lady August 29 I do not like...I do not like raw tomatoes I do not like watermelon I do not like raw cucumbers I do not like pushy people I do not like anyone acting the part of my mother...except my mother I do not like people shoving their opinions down my throat I do not like boxing I do not like phony southern charm I do not like cottage cheese I do not like damaged furniture I do not like hot tea...or iced tea for that matter I do not like mail I do not like cancellations I do not like to fly...but I will I do not like the practice of throwing the bouquet at weddings I do not like watching 'Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea'...(Joe?) I do not like cleaning...that's a given I do not like ranch style homes I do not like cold food that is supposed to be hot I do not like closet doors left ajar I do not like putting off until tomorrow what I can do today I do not like making the same mistake twice I do not like growing older But most of all I do not like...DOING THE DISHES! P.S. It was an - 'I do not like' - kind of day. Copyright ©2006 Damselfly Lady August 02 New formatI am having trouble with the new format. It might just be my server, but it seems to freeze up a lot. I will press on. This heat wave brings back memories of our move to this fine city where we currently live. It was August 6, 2001 and it was 100 degrees. We started loading up our 24 foot moving truck very early in the morning, but by mid-morning it was very hot. I was inside the truck organizing where everything went as people brought items to me. I was in there for a good hour or so, and decided that I better take a break. Luckily I had bought a case of bottled water for the people helping us move. It came in handy. I drank a couple of bottles and resumed loading. This time I brought items to the truck and let my husband do the inside duties of organization. I think it took us 4-5 hours to load the entire truck. It was packed to the brim. Luckily we put our mattress in last along with our dogs crate. We decided to rest stay the night and get an early start in the morning. We woke up the next morning and headed out. We had the 24-foot moving truck, one car, two adults and a dog. We drove about 6-7 hours to our new town. We were moving into an apartment and then in six months we would look for a house to buy. We didn't know the area well and we wanted a chance to look around before we decided on where we wanted to buy a house. The afternoon we arrived it was about 4:20 p.m. We went directly to the apartment complex offices. The sign on the door said that the office closes at 4 p.m. each day. My husband could hear people talking in the office so he knocked on the door and asked them none too nicely if we could get the key to our new apartment. They told us they were closed for the day, my husband would not take closed for an answer. We were all tired and a little cranky from the loading, driving and not to forget the HEAT. My husband managed to persuade the apartment manager to give us the key to our new apartment and we proceeded to park the truck. My husband wanted to start unloading the truck right then and there. I said that I was too tired and we would be crazy to try to unload the truck in the hottest part of the day. Besides our new apartment did not have air-conditioning. YIKES! I told him that I was going to Home Depot to buy a window air-conditioner. When I arrived at Home Depot I bought the last unit they had. Very lucky. When I returned home to our new apartment, my husband was unloading some items from the truck. I walked up to him and he said..."I think you were right we should wait until tomorrow to unload the truck." He was exhausted and the temperature was again at 100 degrees. I said that we definitely should wait. We installed the air-conditioner and he went to McDonalds to get us dinner. Luckily we had loaded our mattress and our dogs crate last, so we were able to sleep that night in relative comfort. The next morning we started at 6:00 am sharp to unload and we finished around 12:30 pm. Not bad considering it was again 100 degrees. It stayed around 100 for a couple of weeks that August in 2001. I never wanted to move again, but in six months we found our house and proceeded to move all over again. This time we moved in steps over several weekends and it was at the end of February, so the temperature was much, much better. We still live in that house. I told my husband after the last move, we will not be moving again. PERIOD. It's a good thing I love our house and the surrounding neighborhood. I calculated that I have lived in approximately 25 different residences, 10 different cities and five different states. Needless to say I have moved a lot. Sometimes I envy the people that are born, live and die all in the same town. Only sometimes. It has been quite an experience to live in as many places as I have. It makes it interesting to answer the question "where are you from?". Where do I miss the most...I miss Wisconsin. What a wonderful place. Copyright ©2006
Damselfly Lady July 06 Work constantly gets in the way...Our dog, Charlotte had her four week follow-up visit to her surgeon. She is doing very well. The surgeon was optimistic and said he sees real improvement. She is moving her hind legs in a forward motion, her feet are showing movement and her tail is wagging like crazy. She still can't support herself for very long or walk on her hind legs...but we have hope. She has her first physical therapy sessions today. Yes, physical therapy for a dog. It is still hard to see her lying around most of her waking hours...but it is definitely better than the alternative. We thought we were going to lose her, so we are happy to still have her with us. As I mentioned in my last blog, I took off from work for two weeks right after her surgery. She had a ruptured disk in her back. It was difficult to be away from work so long, but my employers are very thoughtful and considerate. If I could afford it I would not work. I talk to some people who say, they would get so bored if they didn't go to work each day. You're kidding right...I have a laundry list of things I want to accomplish, but work always gets in the way. I was ready to retire two years ago...unfortunately I am only 49, so retirement is a dream of the future. Don't get me wrong I don't want to get any closer to the proverbally 'old age' I just want to see my working days in the rear view mirror real soon. I have a friend who is my age, she and I became friends in 1981. Her husband had just gotten out of the Navy and they moved back home to start their life anew. She got married when she was 18 and moved away from home two days later when her husband went into the Navy. When she was 36 years old she gave birth to her first child. She now has two daughters. We are an amazing pair her and I. We are good friends, but on the surface do not seem to have much in common. We talk a lot about our families to each other. I once dated her husband's brother, so I know her in-laws very well. One thing that she does for me is she boosts my self-confidence. She once told me that I am the smartest person she knows. Who couldn't get a big head with that compliment. Of course she only knows about 10 people ;). But back to work...I think I have pretty much accomplished everything I want in my professional life...ENOUGH ALREADY. What keeps people motivated to go into work each day?...is it just the routine, the challenges, the work place camaraderie, no, sadly for most people it's their paycheck and of course those ever shrinking benefits. I am probably in the wrong profession. But how does one find the right profession? How do you ascertain your calling in life? I once attended a seminar where the speaker said that most of us would change careers up to 12 times in our life. At the time I thought that was a little over the top, but now...I am not so sure. When I received my teaching degree, I knew for certain that I would be teaching for the rest of my working years. How foolish I was...circumstances rush in and take over where planning leaves off. Ah, but life would be pretty boring if all our plans came to fruition...wouldn't it? Maybe all this is leading up to the fact that I turn 50 this year...can you all say it with me 50! YIKES. Yes, I know it's only a number, yeah and Kong was only an ape...or was he a gorilla? Anyway, one does not think they will ever be 50. Let's see...30 - over the hill, 40 - down the hill, but 50, YIKES! What's at the bottom of the hill? Hmmmm. You guessed it -- hopefully NO MORE WORK! - - I am tired already. Work just constantly gets in the way. And we have come full circle. Copyright ©2006 Damselfly Lady May 23 And I am back...Well, it's been crazy around here. I haven't felt like writing, as everyone can plainly see. Too much on my mind.
When I was a sophomore in high school in my English class each day we had to write for 10 minutes in our journals. Some students would moan and groan about it...not knowing what to write. I loved those times. I started each entry just writing down my thoughts as they came to me without editing or organizing them. It was very liberating. Of course I always worried a little that someone would get ahold of my journal and be able to view my private meanderings.
It was a very strange experience. I let my mind wander and expand...and then wrote every thought down on paper. I do not know what happened to my journal...which is a little scary to think about even now.
I was never an avid writer, even in my composition classes. It seemed to take such an effort to get the words down just right. I wanted to express my thoughts beautifully as well as completely. I used too many words to get my thoughts across, therefore it was a difficult read to most people. Then I would go to the other extreme, and just write the facts. This method created very short compositions, as you can imagine. There did not seem to be any in-betweens with my writing.
I did end up taking a creative writing class in college. I started out getting C+'s on my papers and ended up learning a great deal. I received an A on my final paper and in the class as well.
I am more of a technical writer now...if I had to categorize my writing. I like precision. I usually skip over descriptive writing when I come across it in the novels that I read...unless it will advance the plot of the story.
When I was in my early teens I started reading. Romance novels...I am embarrassed to say. I eventually graduated to murder mysteries and now almost all of my reading is fiction. I love a good story. I can read about two novels a week, if I let myself. When I was younger I would rather read than do anything else. My parents used to be concerned about my obsession with reading. I eventually developed other interests, but reading has always remained my constant companion.
I do not go many places without a book in tow. Especially if I am traveling. Nothing passes the time for me like a good story. My favorite author is Elizabeth George. She is a wonderful story teller.
I often wonder if I could write a mystery novel. I have read enough of them, you would think I could craft my own equally compelling story. I am sure it is not as simple as it seems. As they say..."if it was easy, everyone would do it". One day I may give it a whirl.
I do wonder what marvelous achievements I could have made if I spent my time learning and growing instead of reading...but it wouldn't have been near as much fun. Escaping into a good book is the best past time I know. Escapism in it's truest form.
Well, back to the salt mines for me. Why does work have to interfere with my daily life.
 If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed...nothing shall be impossible unto you.
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