No more excuses

Happy New year, everyone!  As you can clearly see, I have taken a hiatus from
writing. I was not intending on doing so. In my  head I had a few great posts
all laid out, but typing them out seemed like pulling all my teeth out,
parachuting out of a small airplane, ascending Mt. Everest, and hearing the
sound of fingernails scrapping against a chalkboard,  all rolled in together!
I had every excuse in the book, too!

• I had many broken fingernails.  I am virtually rendered immobile when I have a  broken nail.  Every time a ragged nail brushes across an object I am set into orbit.  I mean it could be the smallest rip, and I feel it acutely!  My nails are paper thin, so they break easily. I do know I can harden them up of by applying topcoat regularly.  I just need to make it a weekly routine.

• My back or my hip hurts. If I wake up with hip pain, my usual method of relief is stretching out in my recliner until the pain is relaxed enough so that I can go about my day. It is just plain tiring holding myself up while I am typing. I will find any excuse to move away from the computer for a time while I get out the kinks. Moving around is good for the body, I tell myself when I think I have just settled in from a trip to the bathroom not more than fifteen minutes ago.

• I will want to escape my reality by reading novels.  The temptation to ditch my work is intensified when I stumble upon a page-turner!  In those times I have to give myself goals to reach before I can pick up the book again!  I will say, “Okay, you have to finish the rough draft of this post, before you can read another chapter of the book!  Just think how good you will feel when you really earned that reading time!”
  Side note: A Dean Koontz novel every six months to a year, gives your brain a good and thrilling workout!  I highly recommend, Life Expectancy!   It’s charming, witty, and most certainly a page turner

• I have to take a break at 4:00 during the week to watch Oprah!  I don’t know what I am going to do after the last show is aired!  I guess then I will be forced to add the OWN channel to my cable package.

• I signed on to facebook sometime in August, which I was somewhat pleased with, because within about an hour I had something like Twenty-five friends. It’s a great communication tool, and something I should thrive on, if I am not too afraid I would write something that people would chastise me about.  Then thirty-eight hours later my dear sweet sister whom I love and adore, suggested that I start playing Farmville and Zoo World. Well, I love playing games, especially interactive ones where I am playing with family and friends.  I love the challenge of playing games, and this was a chance to triumph over my sister!  Hours of play can pass like mere seconds.

What I didn’t understand when I began playing, was that by posting my
accomplishments with the games, I was essentially burying my correspondences
with friends.  I didn’t like that in the least, so by the encouragement of a
veteran user of facebook, I started erasing the gaming posts, even stopped the
posts from happening at all.  I got an ear full of criticism from my sister the
next time I saw her!  She said I was a lousy, selfish neighbor.  Through her, I
learned that my fellow neighbors were waiting with baited breath for me to post
my accomplishments on the game, so that they may also benefit from my
successes.

So, here I am stuck between the thought of wouldn’t it be fun to strike up some
interesting dialogue with my friends, and wanting to just kick back and build a
farm that stuns my neighbors.   Do you see the ironic dilemma I am in?  My
friends who merely use facebook for social networking tease and ridicule me for
playing these silly games!  I do agree, the games are totally silly and a
frivolous way to spend ones time!  While on the other hand, my mom who is 80+
has just started playing Zoo World, and it is fun seeing her getting into the
game.  Now I play mainly for her!  I have thought about creating another
facebook account, about I don’t want to juggle between the two.

Could I be in a depressed mind set?  Sure, the signs are definitely there!
Losing my dad, noticing everyone around me not excluding myself aging, living in
times where terrorists could potentially be living in my neck of the woods, and
hiding out because I have a gigantic pimple on my chin.  My sister thinks the
pimple is similar to Horton’s puffball flower.  However, instead of little Whos
running around, I have a whole country full of zombies.  (Ooh!  I have been
reading too much of Dean Koontz.  The family in Life Expectancy rarely had a
conversation that didn’t turn onto crazy tangents!)

Why am I exposing my pet excuses for the world to read? Well, I have to give
myself a kick in the butt somehow!  I figure if my readers knew the truth, I’m
going to work like mad to make you never think, “I wonder what excuses she is
clinging onto today?  While I am not about to promise to post something every
day, that’s just insane of me!  I can commit to publishing posts every other
week.  If by some freak advent I have the writing bug, then hallelujah I get to
treat myself to lunch out, or to a movie.  Then as an extra bonus, I will
report on some aspect of the festivities!

There you have it, my new year’s resolution.