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Tag Archives: Unwritten
February 8, 2012Posted by on
Okay the check in bits.
Goals: editing. I got good (if frustrating) feedback from my first round betas. So I am working on fixing that. After I get it sent off for a second round, then I shall go back to working on this ambitious idea I have. Or writing smut. Or fan fiction. I haven`t decided what.
Blogging: I was doing well, until my hubby`s days off hit and we had truck running around to do. Will hop back on the horse when he goes back to work. but we do have a shiny orange truck. Hey I see my last two check-in made to draft status but was never posted. Good job me! :P
Exercising: I am getting back on track. And I am trying to get some outside time with my son, but it got cold here and again. And windy, freaking prairies I tell ya!
Housecleaning: it`s kitchen week and since the kitchen isn`t cluttered with stuff I can get rid of, I clean off all the counters once, glare at people as they mess them up and never do much else. I need to make up a list of cleaning stuff to do during this week.
Earlier in the week I stumbled upon (not via stumble upon, just through a blog) Danielle LaPorte`s Burning Questions series and this week was about How do you want to feel?
The best one I read was Ì want paying bills to feel like writing thank-you notes.`I want that too. This blog had some good feelings.
But anyway some of mine.
I want my day to feel like a filled up heart.
I want kissing to feel like melted chocolate.
I want my next success to feel like I touched the heart of the universe.
I want my body to feel like it just had a good stretch, massage and then soak in a hot tub.
I want smiling to feel like biting into a pineapple.
I want my friendships to feel like slipping into a tub of hot water. easy, accessible when I want.
I want my nervous system to feel like nursing a newborn baby.
I want my money-making to feel like playing with puppies and also, wearing your most comfortable pair of jeans.
I want the end of the day to feel like silk pajamas, hot chocolate and a laying on the perfect mattress.
I want my challenges to feel falling in love, a little exciting, a little scary, and I will jump in with both feet.
I want my love to feel like a warm bed.
I want my writing to feel like stretching my body.
I want my ideas to feel like reading tarot cards an unfolding mystery.
I want my house to feel like an open canvas.
I want my life to feel Unwritten.