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Day 20,212 on this planet

Posted By on January 10, 2019

Peter and I were talking the other day about time and living through time. Somehow we found ourselves putting our birthdays into a calculator that told us how many (fill in the blank) we had lived. I think my favor, and really brings things into perspective, was Galactic Years, which was 0.00000024076827049280.

So this is my 20,212 day alive. That’s a lot of days. 

And I have done a lot in that time. I grew up, attended Emory University then the Yale school of Drama and got an MFA. I held many different jobs in many different fields. 

I have had to rewrite my bucket list a couple of times having achieved a lot on the earlier versions. I think if I could go back and tell my younger self some of the things I have been able to do, I would not believe me.

There are many things I can say about my life but boring would not be one of them. Have there been individual days or weeks that have seemed boring?

Yes, but I am very thankful for those pauses before the next adventure.

There has been trial and tribulation too. No one’s life is perfect. I have made mistakes and missteps along the way. None too horrible. Probably it is a good thing that the Internet wasn’t really in place until after I was an adult with a little more sense and self-control.

Overall my health has been good. I have some issues that I call “life annoying” rather than life threatening. Some are genetic issues and others are of my own making. Seriously if you are working with solvents or any form of particulate matter, use the appropriate safety equipment and save yourself from health problems down the road. 

I have a good life and I am very thankful for it. Even on the days that the world seems to be crashing down around my ears, I am thankful.

Here’s to many more days to be counted.

I am grateful for my family and friends.

Monday Morning Musings Beginning 2019

Posted By on January 7, 2019

And yes I am still typing 2018 on things and have to check myself. It almost feels surreal that we are in the year 2019. I have no idea why this year is hitting me as THE FUTURE more than other dates. Might have to do with the number of novels and films that have 2019 as the year in which they took place. We still don’t have flying cars and the way people drive it is probably a good thing. 2020 is going to write its own jokes.

Most of my creative last week was writing with a little drawing as well. This week I want to do more in the puppet and doll realm.

Before that today, however, I have some things that need to be done. Epiphany or 12thnight was Sunday so the lights need to come down and be put away for the year. I also made my first batch of chicken soup for the season so there are some pots that just don’t fit in the dishwasher and I have soaking. And laundry, we are at that point when laundry needs to be done. 

We have been watching Star Trek: Discovery and are really enjoying it. Peter pointed out that if they had shown the first two episodes on CBS, we probably would have bought the all access pass for the season. We have three more to go to complete season one. Our only peccadillo is the predictability as to what happens next. We get to a big reveal on something like who someone is and we said yep saw that coming several episodes ago. It is the little surprises and the crew interaction that we are really enjoying. It is not as clever as the creators think it is.

Caroline starts Robotics this week which means we really won’t see her until March or April as it becomes all encompassing while they are building and competing with the robot. Dinners also became simpler because they feed the kids there so it is just Peter and me for dinner during the week. They have the kids do their homework before getting into robot land so she comes home pretty much ready to go to bed.

So I have my day planned. Let’s see what happens to put a spanner in it this time around.

I am grateful I did get my story done and to the editor.

Turning the Corner right into a Wall

Posted By on January 4, 2019

I picked up a cold with a fever somewhere in my travels to the South.

It started last year on New Year’s Eve with an inkling that it was incubating within the day before.

Since then I have been dealing with coughing, sneezing, and the fever. I hate it when I cough so hard I lose my cookies and whatever else I ate.

Yesterday I thought I was improving when I got up but by the afternoon we were back to feeling like death lightly warmed over.

This morning I think I am feeling better but a sneezing fit reminded me that I might be better but I am still not entirely over this bug.

On the positive side, I am not running a fever for the first time in a couple of days.

I am writing a short story for an anthology and I am well into it. I know my word count or rather what I am trying to get to. The story will permit the length. It has been fun to write but there are sections to get to the next bit that is like pulling teeth. I need this part of the story for the end to make sense but it has been hard to write that scene to my liking. Something I have discovered over my years of writing, I can’t write a later scene and then work towards it. I have to do it in order or my brain just hits that wall and won’t go through. But that’s my process.

About a month to Farpoint and I know what I want to get done before that. It is a matter of finding my missing box of sculpting tools. They were not in the place they should be but I do remember using them with Caroline to sculpt some critters so now there are a couple of places they could have landed. I found the box I keep them in but there is nothing in there or I have a second box that looks like it.

I am working on my website. Next step is photos to show what I can do then a price list for commissions and some ready made for sale including a Doctor or two possible a Holmes and Watson set along with other puppets I have done and need to go to new homes.

The other project on my plate is the revamp of the David Family Patreon site. I hope to get that in place before Farpoint.

Then there is what needs to get done around the house to keep it operating.

I am hoping that my cold will not stop me from doing what I need/want to do however I will pay attention and not over do it putting me back to where I was yesterday. I just wish my nose/sinuses didn’t hurt as much.

I am grateful to have no fever.

You are not Them nor are They You

Posted By on January 3, 2019

This is going to be another entry talking about Depression, Imposter Syndrome and the grass is always greener. 

This is one of those entries that came out of a number of things that I have been reading and appeared on my social media reading.

Since it is the beginning of the year, there are lots of articles floating about on ‘how to become the most authentic you this year’ or ‘seven things to do to make yourself happier’. The list goes on and on. Most of it having to do with self-discovery and how to keep your resolutions for the best you.

The other set of articles have to do with self-care and social media. There were several on teens, social media, and depression. Apparently our generation was happier without the Internet but I would be hard pressed to believe that because according to the papers and magazines of the time, we were the most depressed generation.

There was one article that was based on a psychology paper talking about the contrast of what we present to the world on social media and the reality of our lives that we don’t talk about in public. This sort of social interaction happened before the advent of the Internet. There was your public face and your private face. What happened behind close doors unless it spilled into gossip or the papers, stayed there. Consider the number of times that people have split up and, from the outside, it looked like the perfect marriage but the conflicts within did not come out until afterward. (Side-note because I know a couple of readers here are going to be panicking that something is going on at Casa David. We are fine. Peter and I are still crazy in love with each other. Not saying there aren’t things going on that we are not talking about but none of it changes how we feel about each other. And we have a plan on how we are going to go forward from here.)

We show our best face on social media. We talk excitedly about the amazing things in our lives. We show off our pets, children, and adventures. There is this unwritten rule of showing the positive. One study said that we are scared that if we talk about the bad things and what we are worried about, we will be seen as a downer and will ‘lose’ friends for being negative. We don’t want people seeing that we have posted something and they roll their eyes and say ‘what happened now?’

I have talked about Imposter Syndrome before and how it has affected me. I have also talked about that over time I feel more comfortable with what I do and can see how I have inspired others which is a good feeling. I know what I can do and what I can do very well. But that feeling was very hard fought for within me.

I had a friend I was talking to about how they post all these incredible adventures they have all over the world. What they have kept close to the vest is an illness they are struggling with on a daily basis. Not my story to tell but they recognize that they put the positive forward even days they aren’t feeling that positive because, in their mind, that is what people expect off them.

I have had a number of people ask me when did I start putting something I am grateful for every entry. It has been years now. I read an article that said doing something like that can help with depression because at least you can think of a positive in your life. Sometimes it is something that has to do with what I am writing about and sometimes it is totally random. Some days it is easy and other days it feels like I am pulling teeth to find a positive in my life.

Each person on this planet is unique. Each has their point of view about the world and their lives. What works for one is not going to work for someone else.

In my writing I figure if I can help one person with what I say, then I have done well. If I can make someone think about something, I have done well. If something I do to keep myself together, helps someone else figure out how to make their lives better, I have done well. I am tossing these out into the maelstrom of the Internet in hopes that they do good not harm.

I am grateful when I get input from others.

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Posted By on January 2, 2019

Day 2 of 2019

Yesterday we got stuff done that needed to be done to keep the household going like kitchen cleaning and litter box cleaning.

Biggest thing was continuing the cleaning of Caroline’s room along with the toy and clothing donations that are coming out of the cleaning. We have already donated 12 bags of clothes, stuffed animals, and toys. I think there will be a couple more before we are done. The goal is to get a small desk into her room so she can do her homework there.

We showed Caroline RENT on New Years Eve before it dropped off of NetFlix. Now I have “Seasons of Love” stuck in my head. Thus the title of today’s entry.

I did get an hour of creative in so that’s a start for the year. Let’s see if I can continue that trend.

I read an article on resolutions and how to keep them entitled “How to Crush Your Habits in the New Year with the Help of Science” by Susan Shain in the New York Times. I picked a theme for my year before I read the article but it was nice to see that what I did re-enforced by the article. There are a number of other things I am going to try after reading the article.

Today I want to get my creative hour in and then work on recovering the living room from our trip. I still have things in the living room that need to be put away from our trip.

This is all dependent on my head cold, which has turned me into a mouth breather for the most part. I think my eyeballs are going to pop out of my head from the pressure. Oh real Sudafed, how I miss you so.

I also want to figure out the electronics/computer power situation today. Adding one computer was more of a pain than I thought it would be.  I have the plugs but I need to figure out what is living where.

We have bowling tonight and it is the last match of the first half. Hope we do well.

So have my day planned out barring my cold stopping me.

I am grateful for cat beds.