This month I have gone on and on
about my New Year’s resolutions and how I’m going to stick with them. This is the year! Let’s do
this! And then I go an entire week
without posting anything to my blog, and seemingly
without writing. I say seemingly
because, in fact, I have been writing (wahoo!) but not for this blog. I have been given the opportunity to write a
few pieces for the O.A.R.S. Adventure blog, and that has therefore caused
writing here to take a back seat. But
it’s exciting…getting some “published” pieces under my belt is a huge blessing.
I also received an encouraging
compliment from our Marketing Director, who said the latest piece I submitted
was the best writing of mine he has seen.
Proof that writing begets writing, and skills compile the more you use
them. I really, truly, deeply believe
that writing here, expressing ideas without the pressure of deadlines or
editors (which absolutely-without-a-doubt
make me clam up), is making my writing better. You may not agree…I still have a long way to
go and will never stop developing or learning the craft of creative writing. But it’s a start, and I am stoked.
So, in the interest of continuing
to develop my own personal writing flare, I will keep posting here with the
goal of something new two times a week.
So, onwards and upwards, my friends…
I’ve used the term whirlwind
before to describe a weekend, and every single time I’ve used it, the
experience falls short of the whirlwind that was January 16-18. Friday night I picked up Natalie and we drove
to Nevada City, danced through the night, watched films all day Saturday, drove
back home to Murphys, loaded up an impressive truck and trailer load, drove
down to San Luis Obispo, and by 9 a.m. on Monday I was back at my desk clocked
in at O.A.R.S. here in Angels Camp. I collected a total of 758 miles, not
including the driving around that happened once we arrived in San Luis Obispo.
Whew, it was quite the weekend.
I was exhausted for most of the
following week. I have read that sleep
is not like a bank— you can’t sleep 4 hours one night and then 12 hours the
next night to “make-up” for “lost” sleep.
It just doesn’t work that way.
Your body needs a certain amount of sleep each night, and when you don’t get that, you have a deficit that
can’t really be filled back up. Not to
say you can’t wake and feel rested ever again, it just doesn’t work like a
piggy bank. I may be 24 and mostly
healthy, but my youth and vitality cannot withstand that kind of weekend and be
functioning on full cylinders. I was
groggy all week. Lesson learned.
That week and this week have been
spent packing and going through all my stuff, deciding what to keep, what to
leave and what to donate. While I have
to admit, I kind of love this process, it’s also been pretty stressful. I have cleared out the Huggy Hut (for the
most part), and have moved into Huck and I’s new trailer, which is parked at O.A.R.S. I have a huge pile of stuff that is
(hopefully) going to be packed in my car and moved to SLO with me after work on
Friday. I can’t believe the time is here (again, hopefully. I won’t know for sure until my work computer
is in my hands!) It’s been a long road
(5 ½ years!) that Huck and have I moved about, sometimes together but mostly
not. This is a move that has no end
date, and that is a first. We’ve always
moved about for school, work or family, but this time we get to start a life
together. And it’s pretty damn exciting.
Love it!!!
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