I've had the most unproductive 10 days with NaNoWriMo and am barely to the 1/2 mark. This week, of course, I will get nothing accomplished as I will spend Mon-Wed trying to get all the work done I haven't done in the last week and a half and Thurs-Sun eating gluttonous amounts of food.
But I'm not counting it as a failure. Not yet anyway. I've written more in the past 15 days than I have all year put together and that is progress of which I'm proud.
This year I'm thankful for:
The health of those in my family. After a challenging 18 months of benign brain tumors, terrible car accidents and cancer all my family is recovered/ing and doing well.
My son. Who just moments ago ran into the room, threw his arms around my neck and kissed me because he, in his words, "just remembered how much he loves me."
Happiness. There have been days -- too many days -- I've just felt like I was never going to be able to crawl out from underneath it all. I got to spend the past several days seeing a fabulous city through the eyes of my son. One night we were looking across the fantastic cityscape and I was at that moment the happiest I've been in a long time. It felt good. The being happy and the realizing it.
What's on your table?
This year I'm going to attempt a TurDuckEn.
And I'm gonna wrap it in bacon.
Y'all know you want some.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Posted by Bethany True at 8:47 PM