My scale and I are making friends again. I’m kind of excited to show you on Monday what’s going on with me. You may not be able to see it, but I can, and I’m going to point it out to you.
(You don’t have to look if you don’t want to. There are plenty of other blogs to read in the world. PLENTY.)
But as friendly as my sweet little digital scale and I are getting, we really can’t do much more than squeal (me) and cheerlead (it) together. And there’s all kinds of things I want to as those numbers get smaller and the measuring tape gets tighter.
1) A completely new haircut. Something crazy. Not too short, because longer hair can be useful in certain situations. Shall we say. I’ve been told short and shaggy, but I’m not ready to go there yet. I don’t know where to go yet!
2) Garage saling. Who wants to go garage saling with me? Vintage stuff. Explorations. Doesn’t always mean clothes…. Jeff likes to go garage saling–actually, he is easily sidetracked by a sale. But I can’t flutter a sundress against my body and say, “What about this one?” with Jeff. That’s just mean to do to a guy.
3) Sewing. I could really use a sewing buddy. I have this beautiful new sewing machine and I want to make stuff. Don’t you want to make stuff? A Vogue pattern is on its way to me now and I need to go fabric and thread shopping. I have the skills. I just need the time and the motivation.
4) And I think it’s either time I found a writing group–or started one. A face to face one, which means hanging out with locals. I need a severe kick in the ass to get myself back to work writing. It’s part of why I’m blogging again. Wanting to write is not, is never enough. You just have to do it.
I’m feeling so good with my life right now. i want it to be even better.