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Aug. 26th, 2003 12:16 amAs was pointed out this weekend, it's been a while since I've posted anything other than links, quizzes, or other such filler.
Partly it's been because I've felt my life is in a holding pattern. No, the book isn't done. No, I haven't sent out the query letter yet. Yes, I'm working on it. Sometimes I think a Magic 8 Ball would do a better job than I at making the decisions that need to be made. No, I don't want to job-hunt right now. Yes, I feel guilty for not job-hunting. I also feel guilty for not exercising, for not calling my parents more often, and for otherwise being a whiney-self-involved child.
The Fermata is a novel, sitting on a shelf downstairs. It tells the story of a man who learns to stop time. While time is stopped, he catches up on work, between erotic interludes. I want to be able to, as he put it, 'enter the fermata'. Hit pause, catch my breath, figure out what I need to do...and then start things. Hrm. And this is different from the last 3 years of my life, how? I have time. I can use it or I can waste it - but I have the time.
Anyway. I called my parents today and wished them a happy anniversary. I ordered a book on caring for Alzheimer's patients.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jw1776 & dianthus & I went to Thai Ginger for dinner. We went by EBX and picked up the Superstar EP. I delivered a Pampered Chef order to Jay & MB, made silly faces at the baby, and discovered Jay has a batterymobile too. I dropped off Lisa's order, saw the plans for their house-to-duplex conversion, and said hi to the rest of the household. I can *do* things when I decide to do them. And now I'm deciding to go to bed, because I decided to get up and fix jw1776 breakfast in the morning...
Partly it's been because I've felt my life is in a holding pattern. No, the book isn't done. No, I haven't sent out the query letter yet. Yes, I'm working on it. Sometimes I think a Magic 8 Ball would do a better job than I at making the decisions that need to be made. No, I don't want to job-hunt right now. Yes, I feel guilty for not job-hunting. I also feel guilty for not exercising, for not calling my parents more often, and for otherwise being a whiney-self-involved child.
The Fermata is a novel, sitting on a shelf downstairs. It tells the story of a man who learns to stop time. While time is stopped, he catches up on work, between erotic interludes. I want to be able to, as he put it, 'enter the fermata'. Hit pause, catch my breath, figure out what I need to do...and then start things. Hrm. And this is different from the last 3 years of my life, how? I have time. I can use it or I can waste it - but I have the time.
Anyway. I called my parents today and wished them a happy anniversary. I ordered a book on caring for Alzheimer's patients.
jw1776 & dianthus & I went to Thai Ginger for dinner. We went by EBX and picked up the Superstar EP. I delivered a Pampered Chef order to Jay & MB, made silly faces at the baby, and discovered Jay has a batterymobile too. I dropped off Lisa's order, saw the plans for their house-to-duplex conversion, and said hi to the rest of the household. I can *do* things when I decide to do them. And now I'm deciding to go to bed, because I decided to get up and fix jw1776 breakfast in the morning...
