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I'm tracking what I'm doing, out of the things I mean to commit time to. I'm not doing that well yet (I only just started), but I'm doing better now that I'm tracking it. And part of that is that I looked at what I wasn't doing, or wasn't doing as much, and in a couple cases decided that I'd simply pushed myself to give more than I wanted to.
Silly Laura, overextending is bad.
But today? Today, I spent six hours on volunteer work I normally give maybe 2-3 hours a week. We had a lot of things that needed to get done, and will for a while, but I was actually enjoying it - there was so much to do, there still is, but it was good to get it done.
And I found time to write a bit more on a story-snippet I'm working on (I still have no clue where it's going, or whether it will have any value when done, other than having amused me along the way - but it is amusing me along the way). I had an ice cream sandwich for breakfast, just because I could. I played neopets. I chatted with a friend and got to enjoy hearing about her very cool new character.
I didn't get a scene I'd hoped for, but that's life. Apparently, the GM's net simply hates me. ;) Or her, perhaps.
And the laundry is getting done - it isn't all done yet, but there's a load in the washer and one in the dryer, and some already done.
The sunset outside my window right now is really pretty: blue at the horizon, with pink blush shading to peach and cream partway up the sky, the main bowl of the sky a ghost-pale blue untouched with clouds. The pasture is pale stone-yellow, with brushes of green and white and brown and darker yellow spattered across it where other plants grow, bounded close to me by the pale green of trees in light-shadow from our houses, and at the far side by the darker, richer evergreen tones of the trees there, interspersed with a dark brown that's almost black from the purple-leaved trees; they bleed all their color out in some fashion when the sun's touch leaves them.
I'm listening to Enya's "Wild Child" (on infinite repeat, a bad habit of mine when I really like a song), and I feel wonderful. Nothing's perfect; I could have asked more or less from this day in some areas; but some things are darned good.
And today was one of them.
Silly Laura, overextending is bad.
But today? Today, I spent six hours on volunteer work I normally give maybe 2-3 hours a week. We had a lot of things that needed to get done, and will for a while, but I was actually enjoying it - there was so much to do, there still is, but it was good to get it done.
And I found time to write a bit more on a story-snippet I'm working on (I still have no clue where it's going, or whether it will have any value when done, other than having amused me along the way - but it is amusing me along the way). I had an ice cream sandwich for breakfast, just because I could. I played neopets. I chatted with a friend and got to enjoy hearing about her very cool new character.
I didn't get a scene I'd hoped for, but that's life. Apparently, the GM's net simply hates me. ;) Or her, perhaps.
And the laundry is getting done - it isn't all done yet, but there's a load in the washer and one in the dryer, and some already done.
The sunset outside my window right now is really pretty: blue at the horizon, with pink blush shading to peach and cream partway up the sky, the main bowl of the sky a ghost-pale blue untouched with clouds. The pasture is pale stone-yellow, with brushes of green and white and brown and darker yellow spattered across it where other plants grow, bounded close to me by the pale green of trees in light-shadow from our houses, and at the far side by the darker, richer evergreen tones of the trees there, interspersed with a dark brown that's almost black from the purple-leaved trees; they bleed all their color out in some fashion when the sun's touch leaves them.
I'm listening to Enya's "Wild Child" (on infinite repeat, a bad habit of mine when I really like a song), and I feel wonderful. Nothing's perfect; I could have asked more or less from this day in some areas; but some things are darned good.
And today was one of them.
