Having one of those days where I feel like I could just write endless streams on consciousness but the words would be confusing and weird for anyone else trying to make sense of them, so I’ll give that a skip.
Instead I’m going to try and organise some of my thoughts with the help of the handy Currently headings.
Reading: I’ve been raiding my Mom in laws book shelf and it’s now empty of novels that I haven’t read yet. I think she could see that this upset me, so the wonderful woman that she is, she took out a couple of books for me from the library. I’ve considered getting a library card but the thought of having to provide them with my ID, proof of address, bank statement, birth certificate, grand parents birth certificate and medical history kind of put me off.
So I’ve been reading The Cuckoo’s Calling which is actually written by J.K Rowling. I’m only a couple of chapters in so I can’t comment too much but man, she uses really long convoluted sentences. Sometimes I have to read it a couple of times to make it make sense. Maybe it’s just the undercover blonde in me rearing its head, but flip.
Also I’ve been doing a little “Book Club” of sorts on my Facebook page – where I write up a small review of the books that I have read so far this year. If this is your kind of thing, I’d love to hear your thoughts on the books (if you’ve read them that is).
Thinking: Now feel free to tell me if I’m crazy, but ever since I was asked to write that baby record book (despite it not working out), I have had this huge desire to write a book. Is that crazy? The thing is, I don’t think I could handle pouring hours and days and weeks and months and my whole heart into it only to have it not work out. Like the last time. I don’t think my kids or hubby would be keen on me spending all my free time (hahahahaha what even is that?!) on tapping away at a screen for nothing to come of it.
But I can’t shake the feeling. I’ve written it a thousand times in my head but haven’t been able to bring myself to put it into words on a screen because I’m terrified of failing. Of doing it and no one wanting to read it. Of maybe getting it published but then it tanking because reading a wanna be humourous, mommy book is just not something that anyone would do. I can’t explain how I feel about it, but it might just be one of those things that I won’t work out my system until I actually do it.
Would you read someones story – who is not remotely famous, interesting or note-worthy – just a regular old plane Jane who shares her story with all the ups, downs and things between, in an honest but funnyish way? Ugh. I sound desperate for validation. Maybe I am. OK, I am. Would you read it?
Trying: I’m busy planning the next #CTMeetUp. Tickets were supposed to go on sale yesterday. But I’m waiting on some artwork to be done and it’s just not happening in time because life keeps getting in the way. I don’t want to half arse it and send out the invites without an actual invite, but it looks like I might have to. Seths doing it for me, but we just run out of time and energy by the end of the day and then promise that it will be better tomorrow even though we both know it won’t. Soon though, soon!
Enjoying: Eating all the things. A couple of weeks ago I got upset with myself for limiting my intake of the good stuff – like chips and chocolate (which I hadn’t had in bulk since last year) and so I just said stuff it, I’m eating it. So far (with making sure I go to gym a couple of times a week) it doesn’t seem to be taking a toll on my belly. And that right there deserves a big fat party.
Planning: My girls have been planning their birthday since January. As you may know, I’m all for party planning, it doesn’t even worry me that the party is only in July. No, what really worries me is that they want a Frozen party. I’m sorry, but if I had to plan a Frozen party I might stab myself in the eye with a fake icicle. Seriously? The shops have made a killing with blue glittery Frozen crap all over the place, I’m over it. So I have been searching and searching for another option that they will love equally, if not more.
Last night it hit me. The theme is just so freaking amazing and when I told them, you had to see their faces. They jumped up with the biggest grins, shouting out ideas and plans. Knox even stood up and did his “oh yeah” dance that involves shaking his bum, pointing his fingers in the air and shouting “ooooh yeah” on repeat. I knew I hit the jackpot if even he was excited.
The problem is that I am now super precious over this theme and I’m worried that if I mention it, someone else is going to do it before us and I may have to have my own little tantrum on the floor. Mom life hey guys, totally sane and rational.