I love this week at work! Work two days… take one day off… work two days… take two days off. 🙂 Could every week be like this?
It’s been an interesting weekend full of personal reflection. I’ve decided to move my creative focus from photography to creative writing. Who says you can’t do both? However, I have given the last two years honing my photography passion. It’s time to focus on writing creatively. I started a blog a few years ago that I’ve written sporadicly. Now… I started pontificating my deepest, darkest thoughts and secrets with this blog. I am trying to pontificate creatively, though. 😉 How am I doing? So… now, my latest plan… write a novel in the next few years. Do I have any thoughts on genre or plot? Any formal training? No… but, that never stopped me before. I’ll learn and set up some goals. It’s just what I do. AND I WILL DAMMIT! 🙂
No new news on the man front. Although, I did have many impure thoughts of the Financial Advisor this weekend for some reason. Maybe it’s just been a while since I’ve had relations. And I do miss it. I miss kisses, nakedness touching nakedness, losing inhibitions… all of it. Call it my French lineage or being in my female prime… or both… but, I NEED it. And I’ve never really needed it before. But, I have to be smart about it. No more stupidity like I had with the Doctor. (By the way… still no period… and a third negative pregnancy test. The ulcer will be arriving momentarily, I’m sure.)
Some sad news yesterday. I discovered that my second cousin had an anurism and is now on life support until they find out if they can harvest his organs. He was a great man: a bit older than my parents; lived life to the fullest after having a heart attack over a decade ago; was a previous alcoholic that overcame his addiction and owned the local watering hole; and gave back to his community tenfold. He will be missed and I wish I could go to attend his services. However, I know that my Alzheimer riddled grandmother, who I love beyond words, is getting very close to being overcome by her disease and I can’t afford two trips up north. I hate that it comes down to making a choice… but this one is a no-brainer. I’ll need to mourn on my own and in my own way for my cousin. May he rest in peace.
One more day in the life. Enjoying as much of it as I can.
Just My Life :) 