the view from Sunday: morning after and the hazy laze

I stayed out past my bedtime for the first time in a very long time. Seriously, I’m too old for this. Spent the morning finishing a chapter because I knew I would be drained by lunchtime. I was right.

True Confession time: I broke my Whole30. It’s the first time since the first time (er… words? it makes sense when you think about it), but it happened and it’s ok. Lady time struck hard and I just needed the carbs. All in moderation, but definitely the right choice. I felt better right away.

Here I am looking tired and stuffed full of rice
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I’ll get back to full Whole30 once the situation clears. For now, I need carbs. Rice and bread to be precise.

Kitty cats have lazed about and taken over, as per usual.

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In other accomplishments: did my nails (only minimal staining) and only spilled a splash of my fancy hair oil when I knocked it off the counter.

I have the clumsies.

the view from Sunday: naps with cats

I didn’t realize how tired I was until I passed out between the cats. What started as a quick nap, turned into a two-hour, dead-to-the-world snooze in full pretzel mode. The cats do not know how to share the wealth, the bed is theirs between the hours of 9-5 and they know it. So with my head wedged between my arm and Cat #1’s rear, I slept.

Which means no writing , no yoga, no walking, no cleaning, no nothing. Well, that’s not strictly true, I did do my groceries this morning, before the rest of the world was out and about on a Sunday. So that’s one thing off my list.

Yesterday, I woke up tired, but I dragged myself out of bed and kept going under the influence of tea and coffee. Today, it wasn’t happening. I’ll take it as a sign and rest. The writing will wait ’til tomorrow (I’m taking the day off for a doctor’s appointment), and the yoga will be sweet and easy.

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the view from Sunday: realizations and next steps

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It’s a cold, wet, gloomy Sunday (cue Billie Holiday). Winter seems to have arrived (or what passes as winter in Miami), which means I want nothing more than to cuddle up with a book and a fresh cup of tea. No such luck.

This morning, in that lovely space between sleep and waking, I realized something that seemed so obvious, I’m a little ashamed I didn’t notice before. In the middle of what I thought were the easy chapters (quick revisions rather than full-on rewrites), I now see a glaring issue in the order of events that will require a complete overhaul of nearly 4 chapters. Luckily, they’re chapters I was planning to work on during February, but this will mean some serious attention to detail, and a much longer process than I thought. Nevertheless, what’s the point of revision if not to catch things like this? After all, no one is waiting on these revisions but me. I’m only accountable to myself, and I’m won’t skimp on editing for the sake of meeting a self-imposed deadline. Who knows? Maybe I’ll meet it after all.

January by the numbers:

  • Chapters revised: 4
  • Wordcount (new and rewritten): 12,492 (I started tracking. It keeps me grounded.)
  • 1 chapter in progress, 3 to be reviewed and outlined

the view from winter break

It’s been a busy, festive, relaxing, productive week with lots of time for family, writing, and wellness. Here’s my week in review… with pictures!

Winter lights festival after Christmas day…

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New chakra dream catcher for my meditation space (ie. my bedroom)

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Some mystery for the New Year…

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A little kitty play time

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Lovely lattes and empanadas with the family

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The view from my desk — desert rose selenite for mental clarity and Eve for inspiration (and judgement)

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New mug (because I have a problem)

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New Year’s brunch and new-old traditions after 9 years.

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And saying good bye to 2016 by framing my favorite calendar print.

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the view from Sunday: outings and adulting

It’s been a good weekend, which feels like a good change. I did some adult things and some silly things, including:

  • Opening a secondary savings account for experiences and thrills, rather than the big life events.
  • Brunch at ikea, because pancakes and things. Not all of which were entirely necessary, but I can handle it.
  • Cleaning. Lots of cleaning.
  • Writing. And worrying about said writing.
  • Running. Yes, I did it again 🙂
  • Reading trashy reads, because they are the best.

Now, we have ginger snaps

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Old plants in new “pots” (really a mug)

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And kitties begging for treats

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the view from Sunday: words, words, words.

Can it be? Yes! I’ve started writing again :). The struggle has been real (too real, really), but I’m finally in a state where I can focus and get down to it. I spent the day working on a rather messy chapter that needed a day-long, uninterrupted rewite. It’s also a rather long one, so I’m debating splitting it in two… but that decision will keep for now. What really matters is that I’m starting to feel energized about the draft again. After all, I’m the only one who really cares if I finish, and I’m nothing if not persistent.

Cats are eager…

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If not particularly energetic.
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the view from Sunday: in which I am a toxic mess

Friends, I am sick. Stuffed up, drippy, wet, sneezy, sick. It was deceptive at first… I thought it was just good ol’ PMS, but all signs point to cold. Way to ring in the season. What I’m saying is, I’m a mess and my brain is in a bad, spacey place. Bad enough that I started editing the wrong draft… at least I caught myself before I saved it. My skin is also not happy. My whole body is rebelling. No bueno. I’m comforting myself with tea and Zarbee’s and a mad wave of decluttering to clear out the air. And youtube. Lots and lots of youtube.

The piles are getting smaller…
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And only two pieces from the wardrobe… the shirt is a little too worn and just doesn’t fit well anymore, and the skirt just hugs my hips the wrong way. So long.
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Reorganized the last of the TBR books…
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And trimmed one of the houseplants, therefore, new greenery in the bedroom 🙂
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the view from Sunday: catching up

It’s October! My Whole30 just ended and I’ve started reintroducing the two grains I really miss: rice and oats. I don’t eat these every day, but I definitely miss them, and the chicken tikka I just made will taste much better with basmati than zucchini (IMHO).

Still no car but twitter came to the rescue (yes! it really did!) and I managed to finally get my claim reassigned to someone who is not out of the office for the next two weeks. I’ve started wrapping my head around the idea that I will need to buy a new car for the second time in two years, so my mood is finally starting to lift. Which really means I’m feeling much more positive about life in general and I’m starting to get back to a regular routine.

Today has been a day for writing, cooking, and walking, which is a sign that things are looking up.

The view…

Lazy kitty spent all morning watching me write.

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Lazy weekend writer selfie, sans makeup and ready for October.

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Totally not Whole30 biscuit. I was in heaven.

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Hope your Sunday is looking up too!

the view from Sunday: finding normal

As per usual, I have made the mistake of having too little food and too much caffeine. My head is reeling. It’s not even about the caffeine, I just really enjoy the taste of coffee and coffee drinks. I have a weakness (re: problem).

This was only the second drink of the day… I’m on to three as of writing this (I will stop! no more!)
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I’m still driving around in my mom’s car, so I’ve been trying not to go out much. I’m not scared of driving (I know that happens sometimes after car accidents), it’s just that I don’t want to deal with much at the moment. I’ve been reading, and reading, and reading all day (as you’ll see in Friday’s video, which will feature all the things I’ve read while keeping my mind off the mess). One thing I did do was pick up my new (old) glasses. I wore these for a year before getting a new vision plan, but I always wanted to give them another try.

Here I am in all my lazy Sunday glory—no makeup and silly hair.
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The cats have been all kinds of frisky. Be not fooled by their innocent appearance.
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Happy Sunday! ttfn.