There are things I know I should not share.

This is one of them.

Yet…here I am…sharing it anyway. :)

I like schedules and routines and lists…
and color coded spreadsheets.

I feel like there is a lot that I want to accomplish
this year..this is my year to “ignite” after all!

Sometimes, though,
I feel like things are getting away from me…
like time is getting away from me…
like I can’t fit it all in…
so I made this little schedule for myself.

And, as crazy as it looks, it has definitely helped.

Nothing about it is carved in stone.
If something comes up,
like the chance to go to a movie
(AND PAY A RIDICULOUS AMOUNT
FOR POPCORN but I am not going to rant
about that again)…or go for a coffee
with your brother, then I happily do those things…
but otherwise…I try to stick to the schedule
but…mainly for balance.

I have also started an accountability group
with some friends and I can’t even tell you
how awesome that has been.

To get together once a month at your
favorite coffee house and geek it out
over pens, spreadsheets, apps and color coding
WHILE gently holding each other accountable
for goals that we have set AND
being excited for each other when
targets are hit and boxes are ticked off,
well…it’s pretty damn exhilarating and energizing.

I know I say this every year…
but I think that THIS is gonna be my year.
:)

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I just realized there is no diet coke in the house.
None.

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My hip hurts. My hip has never hurt before.
I am not liking it.

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I went to a writing group on Saturday.
This was my second time going.
I think this is exactly what I need in order to make myself
actually sit down and work on something...
I need that accountability.
And it is obviously not working to pretend that
I will hold myself accountable
because apparently, I have a very soft heart
that believes every sob story excuse I tell myself.

And the great thing about this month's session
was that I admitted up front
that, while this was the start of a story,
there is a very good chance
that I will never finish it
because I have never finished ANYTHING in my life.
They kindly pointed out that I had indeed finished the story
that I shared the week before
but...that was like
1900 words.
That kind of story I can handle.
A snippet. A page or two. A scene. A scenario.
It's putting a bunch of those together
and calling it a cohesive story that I struggle with.
But after I read the group my story about Bernadine,
they told me I had to write more
because they wanted to know
what was going to happen next...
(and...to be honest...so do I!)
and that they would be expecting to hear more
at next writing group.
:)