Family Dynamics

 

WOW!  OK, so here is a post, better late than never?

 

Happy December People! 

So I was talking to Cely yesterday and came to the realization that the reason why I get so pissed off every time my mother tells me not to repeat a mistake that happened over a decade ago (i.e.- don’t burn the Christmas cookies).  I get irritated because this implies to me that there is no forgiveness out there for these types of things.

My Holiday request for everyone who reads this is very simple- are you ready?

GIVE EACH OTHER A BREAK!  GIVE THEM THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT!

Even if you know that they are going to fuck up- let them try!  Tis the season to let people redeem themselves.  Some of you don’t have this problem because you are open minded, loving and naturally forgiving people, but everyone else- I beg you!  Go Against your better judgment and let little Billy TRY to put up the ornaments on his own.  Of course you should monitor and participate and have fun. 

Let me repeat that last part- HAVE FUN!  Enjoy each other, let others help you- there is a give and take in this.  Everybody needs to park their high horses somewhere and just be human for a couple of weeks and stop being “perfect”.  There is no such thing as perfection in people in life in reality.  At no point will everyone during a holiday keep to the schedule and yes, someone will get drunk- sorry.

As some very wise people have told me many times- you cannot control what others do, you can only control how you react to it.  So lets all make a concerted effort to get any petrified sticks OUT of our asses and have a happy holiday 🙂

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Laziest Writer I Know……

These are my two little space heaters.

These are my two little space heaters.

Yes, I fully admit to you all here and now that- as a self proclaimed writer- I sure don’t sit down to write very often.  That may be why you never hear me whining about why I can’t write anything, because I know full well that I’ve not put a whole lot of effort into it.
My excuse you ask?  Reality.
I do wonder what about my day is sooooooo draining, but I promise you that I have no motivation to do much when I get to my apartment after work.  Alternately- those weekends feel like heaven!

Here is my schedule: M-F
Wake up @ 5:30 am
-feed the cats, brush teeth, eat some oatmeal, drink some tea, and go.
6:15am   Catch the Bus
6:40am   Get off the Bus to catch my train at the Pentagon Terminal
7:00am  Walk into my office and start the day.
12:00pm Eat Lunch (this time may vary depending upon what is happening that day)
6:00pm Leave my office to go home (this can vary from 5:30pm-6:30pm, again, depending upon what is going on that day)
7:00pm (ish) Walk into my apartment.
From this point, I usually just get dinner and vegetate on the couch while knitting in front of the TV and cuddling with my kitties- boring, yes, relaxing, absolutely.

My schedule on the weekends is not really what I’d call a schedule.  It consists of running random errands and doing very little, so I will volunteer myself for the lazy category.  I will not, however, feel bad about it.

Back to the reason I brought this up- writing!

I’ve had my story idea in my hear for years and most of my frustration is that I simply cannot figure out how to make it into a relevant and good story.  Every plot and character and scenario that runs through my head really seems to cheesy for what I’d like this story to be.  I’ve almost resigned myself to the fact that it probably is a cheesy story, which is why it cannot be fixed.  That being said- I haven’t given up the ghost yet.

I’m long past the time when sitting at a cafe with my blank book and a cup of coffee stimulated my creative juices.  So I need to find out what will get my stream of consciousness flowing.  How do you deflate at the end of the day to think about something else?  I find that I watch TV to stop thinking about my day and leave it at the office.  I used to read books, but I’ve been tired of that recently- I’ll probably pick that up again soon.  The problem is, when I try to insert journaling or freestyle writing of any sort into this time, it turns into an I hate my job speech or my working out the finer points of whatever projects I’m working on at the time.
As much as I know my mother would be proud of me for being such a good little worker- this gets me no closer to my goal of the great American novel.  So, I have described my dilemma- Total laziness and inability to detach from the workplace.  I am open to suggestions to getting my inner writer back.

P.S.- I totally used spell check ;-D