My head is in a million different places at once
By: Melanie
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Category: navel gazing
I don’t know how explicitly I’ve said this before, but there are two things I don’t talk about on my blog.
The first is work. You may know that I do policy work for the Government of Canada. If you are resourceful, you can find out more details. If you are not, then just know that I do policy work for the Government of Canada. I don’t talk about it. The end.
The second is my personal life. This would be more difficult if I actually had one at the moment, but I can assure you that if I did I’d most likely cheer about the fact that (cover your ears mother) I was getting to have relations on a regular basis and that’s about it. Chances are I’d blog even less than I already do if this were the case. Really if you could choose to blog OR have relations and the choice would be to blog, I’m sorry we can no longer be friends.
This doesn’t mean I can’t talk about the effects of either of these on my life. For instance, because of #1 I don’t even have time to shower regularily (kind of kidding) let alone make daily photo posts or even schedule daily photo posts so it at least looks like I have time to blog every day. Not having a #2 makes me cranky as the replacement for not having #2 is chocolate and booze, and really that makes me fat. I digress.
The one downside to having my shit figured out is the fact that I’ve come to the realization that there is so much stuff that I want to do I can’t even get it all organized. My iPhone is helping, but I’m finding there are not enough hours in the day to even daydream about the stuff I want to do, let alone actually doing it. I’m thinking it’s about time that I polish off my old personal logic model and try and map some stuff out, but between planning my personal finances and my retirement plans and my crafting projects and my home decoration fantasies and my cooking adventures and my photography projects and the progress on my morph and the countless other things I can’t remember to list off right now I’m pretty exhausted. My house needs vacuuming and my floors need washing and I have new picture frames from IKEA that I need to get filled and I have baking that I want to do and swimming that I can’t do because of the goddamn bus strike and mother nature are conspiring against my efforts to make it to and from the pool and not turn into a Melsicle. This paragraph is getting too long.
New paragraph. My cats come to me immediatly if I open any sort of a bag that sounds like a bag of cat treats. For instance you know those dark chocolate covered almonds I love? Yeah, you can get organic ones from Shoppers. I opened that bag maybe once this evening and every time…err…I mean that one time, the cats came running like raging fangirls. I certainly only opened the bag once.
New paragraph.
At the moment I have at the very least three crafting projects in progress. That doesn’t count the million that I have in my head. I’m trying to take photos every day, but I want to take more than that so it’s hard to live up to the unrealistic expectation that I can actually do that. And I want to start drawing at least one webcomic. That’s doable right?
On the morph front, I’m not gaining (in fact I lost over Christmas), but I’m not losing very fast either. It would help if I could get to the pool, because that’s the exercise that I really like to do. I miss the pool. I plan on getting a car. I also need to get out and be more social because I’m two for two the last two times I went out. Grocery store + cute boy = flirting and almost enough courage to ask him for his number. IKEA + cute artist boy = courage enough to ask him for his business card. He didn’t have any printed yet, but he told me about his show. Sadly I did not press further. Happily having my shit together means that this isn’t the end of the world.
Have I updated you enough yet?
I’ve got plans for the blog, but not the time to realize them. Stay tuned for a ramped up design, a section devoted to photography, an attempt to make this place more interactive, and more content. But while I have a huge deadline looming for the thing I don’t talk about #1, don’t expect any of it anytime soon. But know that I love you. All of you. And by you I mean the millions of adoring readers.
4 Responses to “My head is in a million different places at once”
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Great Post, I understand some of those fears, I’m not the best at giving advise, but keep doing what your doing and never know. I never seen or met you, but I feel like I know you, because of the interweb.
Keep Busy and take the time for yourself. CATS FTW!
Wow… this is a great post! Sounds like you are doing pretty good. Courage thing is a biggie for a lot of us (or is it just the two of us?), but it’s great once you get the guts to ask.
Looking forward to the ramping up of the site too!
P.S. You know you want to get me some cool craft(s)…. :D
I know it’s a cliche concept, but I really do believe that the magnetism of confidence overrides all other qualities. You’re the stuff, girl. So get believing!
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