Make a careful exploration of who you are and the work you have been given, and then sink yourself into that. Don’t be impressed with yourself. Don’t compare yourself with others. Each of you must take responsibility for doing the creative best you can with your own life.
This is going to be a boring post.
That said, here goes.
What a weekend. On Saturday morning, I made a list of everything I wanted to achieve by Sunday evening. We completed 23 of the 25 items (the algae in my shower got a reprieve, but not for long) by the time Ian’s grandparents showed up at 5:30 pm on Sunday for dinner. It was great having them over. I’m really enjoying entertaining people in our home.
Happily, I had an excuse to take Monday off (we got the new flooring installed in our downstairs bathroom and laundry room! Now we can finally get a washer and dryer!), and I spent a good portion of it reading The Passage. Although lats November I wrote my own supernatural novel, I’ve actually avoided the entire genre diligently. However, Dad and Ian both recommended The Passage, so I gave it a try — and got sucked in, so to speak. Now I have to sleep with the light on because I’m pretty sure vampires are going to come leaping through the window if the lights go out.
Anyway, aside from my newly developed case of nyctophobia, this weekend I cooked a bunch — molasses cookies, 2 loaves of bread, an amazing berry pie, some other stuff that I’ve forgotten — and cleaned a bunch. So overall it was a pretty decent weekend, and with Monday off, I did end up feeling like I’d gotten some rest. Next up: Meeting with Kenis Loven about some shelves, two late nights in the office, and working on Saturday at the finish line of RAPSody. I know I keep saying this but, I’m eagerly looking forward to next Sunday evening, when this is all over.