Nonsensical Musings

Fun With Nesting; Also, I’m An Idiot

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Do you ever think about something you’ve done recently, or something you’re in the process of doing, and think to yourself: Man, I’m an idiot!

I’ve been doing that a lot lately.

Disregarding any questionable emailing decisions I may or may not have made in the recent past, let’s take a look at some of the less nausea-inducing choices I’ve gone with this week:

  • SUNDAY: I do not work on my book in favor of lunch at Macaroni Grill with my husband and shopping for work clothes. Okay, not too bad of a choice, but still – book? Work in progress? Anyone?
  • MONDAY: I go to school for most of the morning. Before the year has started. And I do WORK. Ugh. If this is not indicative of insanity, I don’t know what is. Then, after lunch, I browse the internet and take a short nap. Book? What book? No, I don’t need to work on my book.
  • TODAY: I just spent an hour crawling around on my hands and knees, scraping tiny flecks of yellow paint off our hallway flooring. I’m pretty sure I’m not supposed to do stuff like that. And I also found out I’ve been eating like 2500 calories a day, hence the weight gain I’ve been whining about for weeks. And I still have not worked on my book.

I’ve been cleaning our house like a madwoman, trying to find a place to put everything and failing miserably. I’m also slightly stressed out about the yellow paint spots on our carpet and I’m wondering if Stanley Steemer can do anything about those. Does anyone know?

Have to go pick up my husband from work now… loveyoubye!

6 thoughts on “Fun With Nesting; Also, I’m An Idiot

  1. I don’t know anything about the carpet – sorry!

    I don’t go back to school until September and I spent about 3 hours on school stuff yesterday. *sigh* We’re all crazy 🙂

  2. yah, I’m there where you are which is in denial-land or I can’t cope with so much to do land that I’ll just do a bit of everything all day except what I want to do land. Boy I’m glad I don’t have a t-shirt with that land’s name on it. Yikes. I’m really there RIGHT this minute as I made a date with my tax person for tomorrow for stuff I have to bring in so she can get me up to date – only four years behind – jeesh. BUT I’m also moving my office into the down stairs den because my office is going to become our foreign student’s room. Which means about two days of emptying book cases and moving heavy stuff and trying to find room for all my hair-brained projects like huge knitting projects and my accordion and my two easels and paints and my photo boxes and so on and so on. Gawd. And I am loving my revision so why oh why am I not doing it? I really can’t say. Just to tell you that although I don’t feel YOUR pain, I feel a pain in the same location caused by the same disease.

  3. I have to ask: what’s the yellow paint from? And no, I don’t think pregnant women should be crawling around on their hands and knees. Although, a non-pregnant woman or a man may have come up with that rule. 🙂

    There have been plenty of times where I’ve surfed the net for hours, doing nothing – like now – when I should be working on my story.

    Good Luck with everything!

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