“It is heavenly, when I overcome
My earthly desires
But nevertheless, when I’m not successful,
It can also be quite pleasurable.”
The best thing about the 31 days series is that it gives me direction. There’s not much thought to it, and I know every night I will sit down and write about a home improvement or decluttering project. Of course, the flip side is that there’s not much thought to it, and I know every night I will sit down and write about a home improvement or decluttering project. I’m happy to be getting back into the swing of things and doing these posts again.It gives me focus, but not too much. Additionally, I begin to take notice of little pleasures. There are days where I notice more than one happy, happy thing, and it feels like an embarrassment of riches.
:: Monday was a nice blogging day. I received an email from someone I respect giving me perspective following the news about my current ad network. I received a 30 day notice on 10/30, so the news wasn’t new to me, but it took me that long to process the information. I was offered the opportunity to join another network, but I’m not sure that’s the direction I want to take. I do know that I will be accepting advertising from small business once my contract is up, and that is exciting.
:: On Tuesday I continued to make slow, solid progress on Anna Karenina. I don’t know if I’ll finish it before the end of the month, but I’m giving myself until next week to decide if I should move the discussion date. In the meantime, I’m having fun translating French and Russian and German. Even the English is interesting with it’s out of date colloquialisms. I’m already planning to use “not worth the candle” at the soonest opportunity.
:: Karen’s comment made my Wednesday. I love it when something I write inspires action. Good action, I should add. Don’t tell me if my writing ever makes you want to leap off a bridge.
:: Thursday improved dramatically after I received a link from Erin to this comic by The Oatmeal.
:: Friday is supposed to be Nico’s saint presentation at school, but he is still quite sick. We’ll see how it goes. I’ll be happy if he is well enough to perform at school (he was supposed to do it last Thursday but was sick) and happy if he is home snuggling with me. Either way, it’s all good.
This weekend was supposed to be Nico’s last soccer game, but the doctor gave us a strict “no sports” order. There were a few birthday parties in there, too, but it looks like only Mikey will be able to attend those. I’m trapped indoors with nothing to do but read and snuggle a sick boy? What a horrible life!
Happy, happy weekend, everyone!