I had a yucky day today. I'm not quite sure why it hit me so hard. I even exercised this morning - took my dog for a nice, long walk. Hubby took the kids to the local fun center and so I had the house to myself.
Perfect writing time, right?
Wrong-o. Not today.
Everything just sort of got to me today. My health, my weight, my writing...so I went shopping. Not exactly the best thing to do when you hate how you look. I used to be a size 7 all throughout college and only went up to a size 9 when I met my hubby. It was the horrid birth control shot that started this roller coaster ride.
But I digress. I shall not bore you with the gruesome details!
I came home and popped in a James Bond movie - Goldeneye. I've been on a real movie kick this weekend - just didn't want to do anything else (besides that research trip to the library yesterday).
And for some really bizarre reason, I felt completely restored after I watched it. Was it the movie or the Reese's peanut butter cups I found stashed in the cupboard?
At any rate, I felt like cleaning. So I marched down to my office in the basement and went at it. Sweeping, dusting, organizing...I can see my desk again. If I had a digital camera, I'd take a picture and show you, but alas, I don't. So you'll just have to take my word for it.
I don't know if I'll get to my writing tonight, but it's okay if I don't.
My characters are acting a bit stiff right now - not sure why. But I hope to break through their block. I might be writing it in the wrong POV - I've done that before and switched it, and it worked out great. So we'll see what happens.
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