November feels like I am at the top of the 10-foot-tall slide in the neighborhood park when I was a kid. I have acrophobia, a fear of heights, so there is a mixture of excitement and fear in my stomach at the thought of the fast slip from top to bottom of the slide, but in the common way of that sort of thing, I enjoyed the flirt of fear.
As I get older, the years go by more quickly; November starts that end-of-the-year slide that glides by so breathlessly that it is January 1st in a heartbeat. This year, I find myself lingering at the top of the slide, looking back to see the distance from where I was this time last year. Along with my life goals, I am continuing to tinker with my writing goals. To that end, I have a few questions at the end of the check-in.
Health: I lost 0.7 pounds since last Sunday; so I met my goal of 0.5-1.0 pound per week. I felt crummy for three of the past four days, so I have not exercised as planned. I am eating well, though, resisting the temptation to “baby” myself.
Family: I was in contact with both sons in the past few days; I also emailed my brother last Thursday. Plans are still continuing to do the conference calls.
The “date night” with my husband was the two-hour drive from picking him up from the airport at 10pm last night. Oh well, one takes the opportunities one can. Actually, we have done so many long drives like that so often in our past, they are good times to discuss all manner of things, except during Atlanta’s rush hour traffic, where all we can say is prayers and imprecations.
My husband was very bummed that our plans to go see my eldest step-daughter this weekend were delayed by him having tests done; the surgeon has not yet called him back about the results, which heightens his nail-biting. As much as I say that no news is good news, and that one of the top hospitals in the country is not going to spare his feelings if something is wrong, my husband is not the type to believe that. He thinks the worst. Even before the tests, he was telling me where to put his urn. At least he responds well to my teasing him unmercifully about it.
Friends: I did meet my goal of contacting one friend this week.
Writing: A bit of a fail on the writing. I need the books from the library, which I will pick up tomorrow, and I am not good at waiting for things like that. I spent some time re-reading some of the books I’m going to review and taking notes on them, but am not as far as I would like.
Creative writing: I continued to mull over blog themes and topics, but have only taken notes, not completed any posts.
Day job: There is some plague going around work, and I seem to have picked it up from shared workstations. I will no longer smile behind my hand at the people who wipe down the keyboard and desk; they are not sick and I am. Hmm.
Also, I was “invited” to a meeting on Veteran’s Day, which is a holiday for us, and I said no. It is the first time in many, many years that I have done that, so I feel that was a big victory.
Exercise 45 minutes a day 5 days a week
Stop purchasing and eating empty calorie foods.
Continue to contact my closest friends at least once a week; unless that is unworkable for them, and adjust accordingly.
½ hour a day, 7 days a week, on the dissertation.
½ hour a day, 7 days a week, on creative writing.
2 hours a week writing a book review until I am caught up. I have read 10 novels or novellas by RoW80 participants and will write those first; I have 6 written by other authors which will come next; I have 6 more by RoW80 participants that I need to read that will be next.
Work 40 hours a week.