Okay, I'm going to try something here. In the past, I've tried to have a running theme day on this blog and I can never seem to keep up with it. (I blame my SAST*.) Anyway, here's me starting a new Sunday thing on the very first Sunday of the new year.
Sunday Update will be where I tell y'all about what happened the previous week - trying to focus on the positives. It should post bright and early Sunday morning so I start the new week fresh. Keep your fingers crossed that it works.
So... This past week:
I closed out 2013 with a resounding slam of the door. If you want a blow by blow of last year, go to this post on Killer Chicks where I break down the events by month (in super short fashion).
I also made a decision to get off my ass and get to work. Enough with the angst and the whining already. Sheesh. You can read about that here. I chose to work on a book I'm calling Wrongful Termination. It's a mystery/suspense about a series of accidental deaths in a small town and the big city detective who doesn't think they're so accidental after all.
To that end, as of last night, I've written 7034 words this past week. Actually, what I'm doing is taking this already fully written draft and rewriting it page by page. I printed out the first three chapters to start. They sit beside my keyboard and I'm retyping the whole thing in while making some major changes along the way. So, it's editing and writing. Yay.
In personal news, I weighed myself Wednesday and shuddered at the added Christmas pounds. Then I decided I just don't care. I'm coming to terms with the fact that I'm 43 years old and I will never be 135 pounds again. I weigh what I weigh, and as long as I feel good physically, screw angsting over those extra 5 pounds I just regained or the 45 I've put on in the past 10 years. Hubs loves me the way I am - I just need to follow his example.
Speaking of feeling good physically, I was at Walmart on Friday, deciding which suet cakes the birdies would like best, when this older woman asked for my help getting a bag of birdseed off the bottom shelf. I walked over snagged the bag - which felt a little heavy for a 25 lb bag - and hefted it into her cart. No prob. Except it was a 50 lb bag. All that yard work must be paying off.
In other news, my Kindle hiccuped and I thought she was dead. Turned out she just needed a hard reboot (where you hold down the power button for 20 seconds). She seems fine now, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
Okay, your turn. What happened with you this past week? You can talk about the bad things (because we all have to deal with that shit), but pick at least one good thing to share. Ya know, if you can find one good thing about your week, you'll be happier for it - even if it's something as simple as 'I didn't burn dinner for five days straight.' ;o)
* SAST = short-attention-span theater.