Putting the fun back in dysfunctional.
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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.
Write 5 days a week.
Wrote on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Wednesday my dad came for supper and Friday I decided to drop my WIP at 10,000 words because I am not feeling the love.
– Finish You Can’t Choose Who You Love (working title)
I have tried to work this idea in about five different ways. I have plotted, I have planned, I have written (this was my first finished NaNoWriMo project and I wasn’t feeling the story, but I loved the idea ). I think I have to give up on this idea. But I probably will try it again in the future.
– Finish edits on Hockey Novel #4
I heard back from my beta reader (first time I’ve used one) and I’m scared to open the letter until I hear back from my friend on the story. I know. Loser. Read the email. I’ll do it this week.
– write Hockey Short Story #2 (possible)
Doing the work. 3 lessons this week. One piece of homework.
– Working social media during nap times as per We Are Not Alone
the course is taught by Kristen who loves Twitter, so I should have guessed using Twitter would be a big part of the course. So I’m on Twitter, tweeting with my classmates. And with the world at large. Join me on Twitter http://www.twitter.com/asrai
– Flylady-type routines in the house to keep the house under control
Did not keep up with dishes this week due to clogged pipes. DH fixed those on his days off. so i will get back into the swing of daily dishes. I did do my zone work and my weekly home blessing hour. So I will keep working with my morning routine , weekly home blessing and zone work this week. And using the timer.
All in all it turned out to be a good week. I’m going to write a little bit before I go to sleep.