Accepting That Life Requires Maintenance

THE DAY

I knew the day was going to be pretty much of a wash because I’d decided that I could no longer put off doing life maintenance: little things like start to put into place the pieces that will let me get a driver’s license, stuff like that.  I took a computer with me to various offices, figuring I’d have a long wait (which I did), but busy offices filled with annoyed people are not conducive to my being able to work well.  Or maybe I just have trouble working on a small computer, I don’t know.  But I did write stuff out in longhand; for some reason, I can do that and so plotted out the next chapter after the one I needed to finish.

Finally stumbled back into the house mid-afternoon.  I’d already been swimming (I kind of hate that my smartwatch nags at me to be active when I just spent an hour in the pool), grabbed some groceries (no, not bread and milk), and had a little lunch.  I was about to do one more errand–try my luck at the DMV–when I thought, y’know, enough for today.  Stay home, hammer out at least 1,000 words so the day’s not a total wash.

Which is what I did.  I’m not counting the chapter beats from earlier; I’m not obsessive enough to count every word I penned.  (Well, almost…but I’ll restrain myself.)

WRITING OUT LOUD

Far Side of the Moon

Day 1: 4326         Day 11: 2500       Day 21: 1800        Day 31: 745
Day 2: 2085         Day 12: 500        Day 22: 0               Day 32: 0
Day 3: 3011          Day 13: 1000      Day 23: 2700        Day 33: 4000
Day 4: 2652.        Day 14: 3700      Day 24: 3500        Day 34: 2800
Day 5: 3210         Day 15: 5630       Day 25: 1500        Day 35: 4500
Day 6: 3450         Day 16: 1060       Day 26: 0              Day 36: 4800
Day 7: 0                Day 17: 130          Day 27: 0              Day 37: 0
Day 8: 2756         Day 18: 0              Day 28: 380         Day 38: 450
Day 9: 4580         Day 19: 3000       Day 29: 390         Day 39: 1000
Day 10: 2670       Day 20: 2600       Day 30: 380         Day 40: 2500

Day 41: 2600
*Day 42: 830
Day 43: 3600
Day 44: 5000
Day 45: 2600
Day 46: 3000
Day 47: 2800
Day 48: 2500
Day 49: 1000

Blog Post: 520

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Something that showed up on my radar today via Facebook:

Dan Mintz

Now, if you’ve got any sense of humor at all, you recognize that this is a joke, right?  Dan Mintz is a comedian?  Well, oh my, were there a bunch of people who thought this wasn’t a joke; that it was “sad” that this was how very religious Christians are viewed.

I don’t know what came over me, but I thought, You people, you just don’t get it.  So I re-posted and pointed out that this is the SAME problem that more moderate Muslims have. When there are those who self-identify as true Christians and take the public stage and just happen to be the most reprehensible and bigoted of men (and women), and you do *nothing* to silence them or hold them to account…then this is what happens. You all get painted with the same brush.

You don’t like it? You don’t like the rep you’re getting?

Then, say something, do something–hold these people to account–and change it.

Otherwise, in and by your silence, you are complicit.

Okay, rant over.

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What I’m Watching:

Not a blessed thing. Swam.

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What I’m Reading:

Pet Sematary.

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What I’m Listening to:

News.  I’m not a music girl, and I haven’t listened to an audiobook in a while.  Just don’t need someone else’s voice in my head.

 

Author: Ilsa

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