I’m wishing the week was over already. I have a long day. I have the leadership program classroom tonight. I have been going to bed rather early all this week, but tonight I won’t be home until after midnight. I’m still sick. The congestion is horrible, and now the coughing has set in. I’d like to spend more time sleeping, yet I can’t sleep. I can’t lie in bed all day without thinking about all the things I haven’t done this week because I was too sick to do them.
I know. Lots of quizzes. I can’t possibly have an interesting enough life to post every day. At least I don’t think so.
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Guys Think You’re Easy to Be With… But Not Easy |
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Ok, I absolutely hate this. I haven’t been sick for at least a year. I can’t even think straight. Typing takes some effort, and all the mistakes I’m making are driving me crazy. If I could stay in bed, I would.
You Don’t Need a Man … or Want One! |
 Generally, you’re very happy being a single woman. And anyone who has a problem with that… well, that’s there problem. Not that you wouldn’t share your life with the almost perfect guy. You simply won’t settle though. Your life is too good to share with some substandard man! |
Yet, I have one. I think I should take off the “want one” since I already have one.
I had one hell of a Sunday. I have been completely stressed since sometime last week. Saturday I had to get the boyfriend to the airport. The storm out here was pretty nasty, so his plane was delayed several hours. Turned out to be okay since we were late getting him there. A little morning disorganization throws off an entire schedule…including mine. I had to rush home to make a bunch of phone calls and have the house clean for company on Sunday. I did get a lot done on Sunday, I am worn out. I still haven’t gotten back to my novel for edits. I set up my schedule this week, so there isn’t a lot of free time. I’ll have to see if and how I can fit that in…along with everything else.
Well this explains everything…
Your Personality is Very Rare (INTP) |
 Your personality type is goofy, imaginative, relaxed, and brilliant.Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 6% of all menYou are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving. |
Now that it’s January, it’s time for me to revisit that little piee of work I created in November. I’d like to avoid it as much as possible. Yet it’s not finished. Editing doesn’t sound like fun. While the story was entertaining while I wrote it, I don’t know that I will like it when I go back to it.
Perhaps I’ll be cursing at the novel instead of thinking that the editing process is a curse.
Now for a few statistics from this years NaNoWriMo: 101,510 participants and 15,333 winners (15.1%)
Looking at those numbers, I can’t believe that I reached the goal this year.
Last post brought you up to spring of 2007. From the spring into the summer, I created a project for the synagogue that I wrote about here quite a few times under volunteering. That project has continued on without me. I think with some success. I really need to follow up to find out what the status is.
My son did the Advanced course while he was here in the summer. He loved it. It was an amazing experience to help out during the entire course and see my son go through it. I was thrilled to have him see himself the way I have always seen him. I think it made a huge difference to him to have 90 adults listen to what he had to say.
There was a bit of a breakdown in the relationship with the ex from the spring. We had been talking, but after an incident in the summer (which I also wrote about), we didn’t speak again. I did have to speak to him this fall because it seemed that something wasn’t quite finished. That old relationship was creeping into the new one.
The early fall also found me starting the leadership program. I really don’t know what to say about it. I haven’t even said much on the blog. While I see some differences in how I am, others see it more distinctly. I came across the being hated for doing something good once again. That derailed me for weeks. The first communications course got me back on course. I felt free and alive. I had found my own self expression that I had stuffed for years since I was a child.
It was October before I got a chance to go out with the new guy. By that time, Hamlet had died. So I lost a cat this year as well.
Part 3 coming soon to finish the year…
This came up because we were talking about hot and sexy movie scenes on New Year’s. This is the hottest scene I have ever seen, and there’s no nudity or sex.
I had great New Year’s Eve into the New Year. Although I know I never said “Happy New Year.” I waited unitl fairly late for the boyfriend to be finished with work so we could have dinner. I cooked. I found the most amazing filet mignon out here. Unless I find another butcher, the best one is Dittmer’s in Mountain View. I think that filet was better than I have had back in Nebraska for many years. They were cooked perfectly. My timing and reading the doneness of the meat was absolutely perfect. I was so hungry by 10:30 pm that I ate rather quickly, and I ate an entire 8 oz. steak. Something I never do.
He loved it too. It was the perfect end to the year. I had no expectations for the evening, but if I had, the evening would have exceeded my expectations.
I’m ending the post with a song…
