I was planning on making a list of resolutions for this year, but I kept getting distracted by life and now it’s halfway through February and I still don’t have one.
Part of me wants to throw in the towel and not set any resolutions this year. Historically I have a poor track record of actually accomplishing said resolutions, or even remembering I have resolutions… so not setting any is an automatic win, right?
I’m thinking it’s more of an automatic loss.
But I really don’t know what I want to accomplish this year yet, other than to get healthy and that’s what Nerd Fitness is for. The four week challenges are a great way to pick small wins and I really like playing along in the Assassin Mini Quests.
I could just commit to doing all of the challenges and then pick additional non-fitness goals each time… so I don’t have any specific resolutions other than ‘Do Four Week Challenges’. *ponders*
I think this is going to require more thinking…
Rocco, the Snow Detecting Weatherdog!
In October of 2009 our world was suddenly improved with the addition of a hand-me-down corgi named Rocco (aka Rocko) ((aka Rockstar)) (((aka Corgiboy))) and on Saturday he quietly took his last curtain call.
My family has a long history of corgidom and I thought I knew what to expect… but this tricolored little dude soon proved me wrong!
Rocco was the exact opposite of all the corgis I had known before– He was very picky about his food instead of inhaling anything that looked even remotely edible. He hid from people instead of smothering them with corgi-kisses. He wasn’t interested in rope tugs or balls, but he adored his frisbee. He loved the safe space of his crate instead of running around like a small bundle of chaos. And to top it all off he was tiny instead of a giant loaf of bread… although that bit was actually in his favor. (Who knew corgis could actually come in ‘ideal’ bodyshape? 😉 )
Hello 2017, Good Riddance 2016!
2016 has been a weird sort of year. On the one hand, nothing much has happened in my small portion of the universe, but looking outside that bubble you can see the hurricane of events. There’s some breaks in the clouds, but there was a lot of darkness invading the lives of folks I love and it’s not a fun sight.
Thankfully this post is focusing on my bubble, even if it seems very small and very unimportant in the face of the storm. *rolls up sleeves*
I actually thought I wasn’t going to have anything for these lists at first look, but after a trip down memory lane with the Archives and Google Photos… and I did a lot more than I thought. So welcome to my little corner of sunshine! 🙂
(Actually I’m pretty sure no one reads these posts but me, but I love looking back on them over the years!)
2016 Highlights Reel
- I wrote stories, made art, hung out with friends and family, and tried to bring a little Assassin’ing into my life.
And the fog rolls in…
It’s been over a week since NaNoWriMo came to a close… and I think I went into blogging overdose for a bit there. I’m still a bit in shock that I managed to post something everyday for [Placeholder]. I haven’t managed a streak that long in a loooooong time.
For one shining moment of insanity I actually considered trying to follow that up with a post-a-day for art in December… and then I realized that I’d had issues just posting a photo a day, when I did it last year.
So in the meantime I’ve been playing on Scribophile. And making covers for Wattpad. And painting horses. And sculpting Christmas magnets. And playing Roguelands. And, and, and… ignoring the blog.
Bad blogger, no biscuit!
Rainy Maine Days
It occurred to me today that I have no true life goals. I have a bunch of things that would be nice to have happen, but nothing that drives me with the fear of failure or inspires me with the fire of true callings.
I watch the people who do have that spark accomplish improbable things (it’s only impossible till someone does it) and wonder what my main quest is supposed to look like.
I have nothing worth suffering for. Nothing that gets me up at 4am, nothing that keeps me up past midnight (other than the internet). I don’t even have a goal worth being mildly inconvenienced for.
I’m not sure what to do with this.
I know things that should motivate me, like getting a book(s) published, losing weight and getting in shape, making oodles of money at work, becoming good enough to make decent profits from my artwork, but… meh?
I want something measurable, something where success would lead into the next larger goal instead of being a set end point. Something that I can look back on and say ‘that used to be Impossible.’
I don’t know what that is yet, but I guess I’m going to start looking.