Did Not See That Coming
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Saturday, September 12, 2020
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Thursday, June 25, 2020
Wednesday, June 24, 2020
Monday, June 22, 2020
Friday, May 22, 2020
Saturday, May 16, 2020
Monday, May 11, 2020
Tuesday, May 5, 2020
Monday, May 4, 2020
Saturday, May 2, 2020
Friday, May 1, 2020
Thursday, April 30, 2020
Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Friday, April 24, 2020
April 24, 2020 -224 - "How to Lose Friends and Influence No One"
If You're Done Talking to Someone at a Party
(Heh heh...party. Right. Remember those? Anyone? Anyone? Yeah, me either.)Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Monday, March 2, 2020
March 2, 2020 - 171 - "No Post Today/No Wait!...Here's the Post of the Day: Grand Designs"
Throwing in the Towel
At 8:02 p.m. I posted the beginning title above with only this text:
Damn it!
...but now it's 9:07 p.m. and I'm back at it.
Because I am no quitter. Even when quitting is probably not a bad idea at all.
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Grand Designs
About a year ago the friends we bought our house in San Miguel from told us about a British TV show called "Grand Designs".
It was the beginning of a serious addiction.
Finding episodes to watch is very hit or miss. The show is in its 20th season. We have found some on Netflix, some on YouTube, some on Amazon Prime. There are around 200 episodes and we've probably seen about half by now.
Format of the Show
Kevin McCloud is the show's host and he really draws you in. Each episode begins with Kevin meeting the people starting a home build project. He goes to the site with them. A computer generated mock-up of the design gives an idea of what they're aiming to accomplish.
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| We started with the more recent series and were amazed when we saw some of the early shows: Hey! Kevin had hair! |
He then asks how much their budget is, and how long they expect it to take. This, as in real-life, is always the comic relief/tragic element of the show.
As anyone who's ever tried to do anything with their house; from repainting one room, to rebuilding it from the ground up, knows: it's going to take way more time and waaaaay more money than you could ever anticipate.
Kevin usually registers his skepticism with an eye roll and a mild comment like: 'interesting' or 'I see'.
As anyone who's ever tried to do anything with their house; from repainting one room, to rebuilding it from the ground up, knows: it's going to take way more time and waaaaay more money than you could ever anticipate.
Kevin usually registers his skepticism with an eye roll and a mild comment like: 'interesting' or 'I see'.
Monday, February 17, 2020
February 16, 2020 - 156 - "Miss? Or Near Miss?"
Oh
My
Gosh!
It was such a low-key day. Kind of a bummer day...but things were ticking along okay.
It started out...reaaallly slowly. As in: I slept half the day away. I'm not sure if I'm just having allergy symptoms...or if I've come down with a bad case of the bubonic plague.
Either way my energy is zapped and I can barely speak above a whisper. I've got an appointment with the doctor at 8 in the morning. Hopefully they'll give me a steroid shot, or some other miracle cure, and I'll learn that this was just a lot of pollen getting my goat.
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Once I finally got up...and nearly at 'em, I spent the rest of the day getting all of our forms and information together to take to our accountant. About a month ago I set an appointment for 10 tomorrow morning. (Yeah. Two appointments in one day...no wonder I feel sick.)
I was pretty on top of the record keeping all the way through June, things did fall off after that. It took me fooorreeeverrr to get it all organized and compiled and updated.
Then I finally put the manilla envelope full of tax stuff on the table by the door and drug myself downstairs. I managed to clean up the kitchen and the bedroom a little. (Michael's not home and I get a little lax from the lack of pressure to be a good roommate.)
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I was thrilled to get into my pajamas and brush my teeth. In spite of the cold water coming out of the tap I was about to fall asleep as I washed my face. I was thinking: I'm sooo tired, and soooooo ready to crawl back into bed. Ellas was already there and meowing her protests that it was waaay past bedtime.
Snuggling up to Ella sounded like the most fun thing a person could do.
But that's when I noticed the clock said: 1: 35 a.m.
And it hit me: !!!!! H o l y C r a p o l y !!!!! I've missed my deadline!!!! f
My
Gosh!
It was such a low-key day. Kind of a bummer day...but things were ticking along okay.
It started out...reaaallly slowly. As in: I slept half the day away. I'm not sure if I'm just having allergy symptoms...or if I've come down with a bad case of the bubonic plague.
Either way my energy is zapped and I can barely speak above a whisper. I've got an appointment with the doctor at 8 in the morning. Hopefully they'll give me a steroid shot, or some other miracle cure, and I'll learn that this was just a lot of pollen getting my goat.
---
Once I finally got up...and nearly at 'em, I spent the rest of the day getting all of our forms and information together to take to our accountant. About a month ago I set an appointment for 10 tomorrow morning. (Yeah. Two appointments in one day...no wonder I feel sick.)
I was pretty on top of the record keeping all the way through June, things did fall off after that. It took me fooorreeeverrr to get it all organized and compiled and updated.
Then I finally put the manilla envelope full of tax stuff on the table by the door and drug myself downstairs. I managed to clean up the kitchen and the bedroom a little. (Michael's not home and I get a little lax from the lack of pressure to be a good roommate.)
---
I was thrilled to get into my pajamas and brush my teeth. In spite of the cold water coming out of the tap I was about to fall asleep as I washed my face. I was thinking: I'm sooo tired, and soooooo ready to crawl back into bed. Ellas was already there and meowing her protests that it was waaay past bedtime.
Snuggling up to Ella sounded like the most fun thing a person could do.
But that's when I noticed the clock said: 1: 35 a.m.
And it hit me: !!!!! H o l y C r a p o l y !!!!! I've missed my deadline!!!! f
Sunday, February 2, 2020
February 2, 2020 - 142 - "Quality Control"
Since about the 2nd post of writing daily, I've intended to make a list of everything I've posted.
Something like this:
September 14, 2019 - 1- "Our Daily Thread"
September 15, 2019 - 2 - "Surviving the Life:
Frenemies"
September 16, 2019 - 3- "Two Quotes"
....etc. etc.
Then, each day after I wrote my post, I would spend a little time going back and editing an old one.
Because they never really come out exactly as I intended, and I never seem to have the time, mental clarity, or perspective necessary to correct and edit posts until they actually convey what I'm intending.
But each day seems as busy, jam-packed with activities and events. There is barely time to post something to begin with...but time to edit? Damn. So far this goal has proven to be a bridge too far.
Something like this:
September 14, 2019 - 1- "Our Daily Thread"
September 15, 2019 - 2 - "Surviving the Life:
Frenemies"
September 16, 2019 - 3- "Two Quotes"
....etc. etc.
Then, each day after I wrote my post, I would spend a little time going back and editing an old one.
Because they never really come out exactly as I intended, and I never seem to have the time, mental clarity, or perspective necessary to correct and edit posts until they actually convey what I'm intending.
But each day seems as busy, jam-packed with activities and events. There is barely time to post something to begin with...but time to edit? Damn. So far this goal has proven to be a bridge too far.
Thursday, January 23, 2020
January 23, 2020 - 132 - "Fake Cafe Beats Heck Out of the Real Thing"
Writer on the Move
Recently my own cozy home office was made less private because of out of town guests. I thought I'd head out to a cafe to get some things done.
I'd just gotten my lunch and computer arranged on my table for maximum eating and working comfort. It was mid-afternoon and there were just a few other customers in the place. Just a little bit of light conversation going on around me.
I barely took the first bite of my sandwich when a cell phone started 'ringing'. The ringer was set to a very annoying, and very loud, song. You'd think the guy would want to shut it off as quickly as possible.
Uhhh...no. He seemed to be ignoring it until he finished his next paragraph of work.
It played through a good portion of the oh-so-bad song, then cycled off...only to rev up again just as everyone in the vicinity would start to relax. The guy let this cycle happen about three times before reaching down to answer it.
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