I attended a great writing class this past weekend, learned a lot, got inspired, and hope it carries through to my work. I haven’t been writing much of late. I’ve half heartedly tried to get to it, but tax prep, a new roommate, and miscellaneous trivia have become the excuses for my not getting a lot done. Rejection notices from literary agencies have contributed to my lack of motivation. Keep on keeping on, they say, and so I shall.
I also got to show off my kayak this past weekend. (Not in the water – brrrr.) Tomorrow, I have a big pot of turkey stock to turn into soup. This blasted cold weather has certainly contributed to my soup making this winter. I’m not sure I’ve ever made this many soups in one season before, but some of them have been outstanding.
We got a little rain, unusual for the middle of winter, but I liked it, probably because I didn’t have to shovel it. The snow can stay up in the mountains for snow shoeing and skiers. Rain down here (preferably warm) will be just fine.
Every winter I go through the ritual of waiting for 1099s and Partnership K-1 forms to come before I can finish the taxes. Arghh. You know, it’s not like I want to pay taxes, but I do like getting the crummy parts of life over with (surgery, taxes, paying bills) as fast as possible. I don’t like things hanging over my shoulder. I don’t like undone things. That must be why I’ve started on my coming grand baby’s quilt. I’ve got months to get it done, but there sits the material and it’s going to bother me until I do it. Such is life, the done and the undone, so you’d think after this many years I wouldn’t let it get to me. Not to be. It’s my personality and I’m stuck with it. We all are.