Cruising Right Along

Hey there, Amanda.

I feel like I'm playing catch-up tonight, as I got absolutely nothing done this weekend and can't really put things off until next weekend. After school I ran a couple of errands, then came home and made dinner (steak, roasted potatoes, green beans--definitely not Outback, but a decent meal anyway), washed dishes, and am doing laundry as I write. I figured I could get started here while my loads are in the wash and finish up after I get them in the dryer. I will say I appreciate that about a laundry room--you can run all your loads at once. Of course, if I had a washer and dryer in my unit I'm sure I'd appreciate that I can throw a load in and go about my business without worrying about getting back down before it's done. It's all perspective I guess, as you so eloquently reminded me yesterday.

I got your email about February vacation and totally understand. I think what matters is that a visit your way is out in the universe. As is a visit for you out this way. I would love to see you out here, would love for you to see my new place and get a chance to hang out here with you. I also think it would be great for you to get a little mom time off. Anyway, maybe I'll head out to the PNW this summer instead. I'll have a lot more flexibility (and a little more money) and maybe it will work out better for everyone....I guess we should keep sending out positive energy, working The Secret.

Is that an appropriate reference? I finally ordered the book, by the way. I'm obviously not opposed to new or repackaged ideas for self-improvement. I feel like The Artist's Way has been helpful lately, so why not check out this highly acclaimed Secret while I'm so open to change.

It is taking some time, but I do feel like I'm getting ready "to go." I remember writing, at the end of the summer I think, about it with an elaborate car metaphor, idling in the parking spot while people tap on the window to encourage me along. In fact, I think I'm already driving. I haven't gotten too far, but I'm definitely out of the parking spot, out of my comfort zone.

I'm doing not just saying, or pining, or wishing without trying. I'm doing. I'm making use of free time. I'm writing. I'm even making time to write. I'm taking risks. I'm experimenting with different types of writing and am creating a circle of writers around me. I'm in good company, feeling more excited than vulnerable, so I feel good. In fact, I feel awesome.

Although I start a little later tomorrow (no school for the kids, professional development for teachers)--which means I can sleep in a little, then throw on sweats and go--I really should get back to my laundry and start my winding down process.

Hope all is well.

Love, Barb