In the past three weeks I have:
That's right. I am a housewife who is addicted to the Spirit Channel. (I am also a bartender at a nice little lesbian bar in the Gowanus section of Brooklyn. A story for another time.)
- Roasted two chickens.
- Made chicken pot pie from roasted chicken leftovers.
- Fed Erica roasted chicken of some sort three days in a row for lunch.
- Baked chocolate chip cookies.
- Baked pumpkin bread.
- Prepared dinner almost every night.
- Set the table for dinner.
- Used linen napkins for dinner.
- Googled (and implemented) special napkin folds.
- Packed lunch for Erica almost every day.
- Bonded with the dog.
- Gone to the park with the dog.
- Bathed the dog.
- Cleaned out the fireplace.
- Reorganized the kitchen drawer.
- Washed every item of clothing we've worn.
- Washed and washed and washed dishes.
- Cleaned out the kitchen cabinets.
- Reorganized the bathroom cabinet.
- Listened to over twenty episodes of Oprah's Soul Series.
Know what else? I love it.
Truly. I am so happy these days. My relationship with Erica is healthier than it's ever been. My stress level is zero. (Erica's is only a 15. That alone is a Christmas miracle.) I just have this feeling that everything is exactly as it should be right now. And I've been given this amazing opportunity to make a change in my life and decide what direction I want to go in. It's pretty great.
The first thing I realized after being laid off from the event business (again) was that I have no interest in going back into the event business. It was always something that I had fallen into, not something that I had fallen in love with. What I have fallen in love with, is writing. So, here's the plan:
1. Stay at home and write. (Or go to the park and write. Or a cafe. The zoo. You get the point.)
2. Write the stuff I want to write the way I want to write it.
3. Have someone pay me to do it.
I am so excited.
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