Santa is whipping my butt. This whole world of December-with-a-kid thing is busy. Mostly in a good way, but I’m pretty sure yesterday was Wednesday, yet here we are at Sunday’s check in.
The approaching holiday prompted one post in The Fulcrum category of The Mother of the Year blogs series. I’ve discovered a pattern in that categoric breakdown – post in The Mother and The Daughter category tend to be anecdotal, and often funny. Posts in The Fulcrum are more mental purging. Not that that matters here, right now, but it does help me work through some formatting elements that will help me later.
Yet somehow, despite al the time bending craziness, I’m still hitting most of my goals. The one that has made me happiest is getting a query out the door for One Good Wish. I have been procrastinating on that one for 2/3s of this round. I really, really hate the title of that work, but for the life of me, when I try to come up with something better, I swear my brain skitters off into a corner to play minesweeper. I’m thinking about posting the work in its entirety somewhere and asking for feedback. But that means putting it out there, which is scary. I’m such a coward.
Done some piano work with Quinn, too. I even managed to get some of that in yesterday when we raced down to the coast for a North Pole train ride at the historic train museum. The only building with plumbing was the old Town Hall. One potty and a train full of littles who’d been served cocoa meant the wait was long. We took advantage of that by playing on the old piano in the hall while we waited – piano time and a distraction from whining. Score!
On Friday we put up our tree. Though the urge was great, I refrained from maiming my husband during this exercise, though it did prompt me to churn out this post the following morning: Deck The Halls, Not Your Husband. So in a round about way, even that helped me reach one of my goals. No 10 x 10 this week, so the writing goals aren’t hit at 100%, but still pretty good.
In my reading/commenting goal I did really well. Did a TON of reading and a fair amount of commenting. I tried commenting on a few Blogger posts, and when I got to the captcha point it booted me. And since there is no Like button, I couldn’t communicate at all. Grrr. I always wrestle with Blogger comments, but usually I get them in after a lot of yes-this-really-is-a-human clicks. I wish they all had the wordpress like option.
So progress, progress, progress. And I’m already thinking about goals for the next round – this whole accountability thing seems to work for me, and the feedback is great. So to al of you that have read, liked and commented – Thanks!
Gotta go – the dog’s eating the Christmas tree!