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Late Sunday Post About Not Writing

Did I declare last week that making Sunday’s post early Monday morning was going to be a thing now?  I actually meant to make a post last night, but my Tablet wouldn’t get online and I felt too tired and lazy to sit upright at the laptop.  I went to bed early rather than fall asleep on the couch.  Then I spent a good portion of the night lying awake trying to sleep.  I have always suffered from insomnia, so this was not surprising. I spent some of my waking hours wondering what I could write a blog post about at this early hour (4 a.m. to me, no matter what my WordPress timestamp says).  I came to the conclusion that I could not and would not make a post, that I have come to the end of my rope and my road as a blogger, who was I kidding anyways, and other discouraging thoughts that might occur to one at 1:47 in the morning (yes, I looked at the clock).

So here I am, once again writing about not writing.  In my more optimistic moments I thought I just need a new approach.  Something to stimulate my creative brain cells, if I have any left (you see, even my more optimistic moments have their downside).  The problem with new approaches is that you can’t just have them, you have do follow them.  I can type every day, “From now on I’m going to…”  We all know, that is not all I have to do.

It’s like diets.  Almost any diet can help you lose weight, leaving aside the question of whether it is healthy or not.  But you have to actually do what the diet tells you to.  And if it is the kind of diet you go off, there is the question of keeping the weight off.   Well, I could draw this comparison out, showing exactly how it relates to writing, but then I would be writing about writing, not about not writing.  Additionally, I am over 300 words, and I have to get on with my usual morning routine. Happy SunMonday everyone.

 

I’m Still Calling it Wrist to Forehead Sunday

Who gets the hiccups peeling carrots?  Not eating them, mind you, PEELING them.  This is another  “What the Hell, me?” moment.

I thought that was a better lead than what played in my head while I was peeling said carrots,  something along the lines of, “It is becoming increasingly clear that I need a new approach.   To blogging, to writing,  to life.”

I’m sitting here making my Sunday post early Monday morning,  on my Tablet,  because, although I greatly prefer typing with all ten fingers, I cannot bear the unreliability of my laptop (good job, predictive text thingy;  it’s fun not to have to type in the whole word sometimes).

Where was I?  Ah yes, a new approach. What could it be?  Sometimes when I want to feel like a whole different person,  I wear lipstick.  That sort of random change can be helpful.  Like any cure (for example working on a hated chore “for just ten minutes” or taking ibuprofen for a headache), it doesn’t always work.

I don’t think I’ll try that one today.  Too obtrusive, especially if I pick bright red,  which is really the best color for the purpose. Somebody at work is likely to say,  “Ooh, you’re wearing lipstick, ”  or, which would be really awkward,  “How come you’re wearing lipstick? ”  My co-workers have come to expect weirdness from me, but there is no point in hitting them over the head with it.

Well, I will have to work this out for myself.  If I get it figured out,  I will no doubt make a blog post about it (once again,  thank you,  predictive text thingy).  By the way,  the hiccups did not last long, and I got the carrots peeled.