Briggs and I just went for a lovely evening walk to keep from actually becoming one with our computers. The air was blissfully cool and soft and scented with all kinds of fragrant summer growth–and so full of water that I might as well have been in a steam room. Anything more than a couple hundred yards away started to look vaguely hazy around the edges due to the level of humidity. Kind of beautiful, refreshing but also rather reminiscent of a rain forest.
My first week of vacation is finished. Though I have not been entirely as productive as I had hoped, I have gotten some things done and also let a large portion of the stress of the past quarter seep away in the soggy summer air.
I have:
- Enjoyed leisurely coffees and a chick-flick afternoon with Anna
- Gotten the house marginally cleaner (though that state did not last)
- Scanned pages that have been sitting in my sketchbook and getting gradually more smudged and less usable
- Split at a bit of firewood — at least enough to keep us from dying of the cold for a day or two come winter
- Successfully navigated Anna to the Southside for Lynne’s ‘girl’s day’ birthday trip — an afternoon of Thai food, clothes and books — AND got us home again
- Bought 12 goldfish, of which 10 or so might still be alive
- Cooked a few interesting but yummy dinners
- Completed my first fan fic (not the first one I ever started, the first one that I have, to date, written a beginning, middle and end for — I am very proud of this achievement. It is my proof that I can finish a writing project. At least one.)*
- Taken an afternoon nap
I still have many more projects on my docket (reading a couple of pieces by people I know, getting some various art done–both personal pieces and commissioned ones, getting some various paperwork done, baking cookies, more writing), some of which I will find time and inspiration for before school starts again and others that I will not, but at the end of week one, I don’t feel like I have squandered my time. I only hope that my success in productive ventures increases rather than decreases.
Yeah, I wrote one ending this week, I’m fresh out.
*with 2 out of 3 positive responses so far. number 3 is in the process of moving, so her tardiness is forgiven, especially in light of the squishy goodwill I have toward all humanity after having two people tell me they love my story.
