Showing posts with label journal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journal. Show all posts

7.16.2014

Writing Prompts: Day 1

One of my goals this year is to become a better writer, and cut down on my use of commas. For me, writing is more than a way to communicate, but is a life necessity.  Short-term memory loss at age 24.8 years of age is not fun.. Just the other day I walked into a store to buy ONE THING. Didn't remember that that was my goal until I was driving home an hour later.

So I write because if I don't, I would never get anything done, but I also write because I like to. I like seeing the words in my head start to make sense, but as the old saying goes, practice makes perfect; I spent a lot of time Sunday, garnering writing prompts from pinterest, with intentions to start Monday writing a prompt a day.

Today is Wednesday and that hasn't happened yet.
I knew that goal was too lofty.

But, as the old saying goes, better late than never!

Prompt #1: Five Ways to Win My Heart 
Alt Title: Five ways to become my new BFFL (Best Friend for Life aka Biffle)
  1. It's you or the dog? Oh, you silly person! 
    • If you know me at all, you know that I have a deep, abiding love for all things furry and four-legged. I own two dogs, two cats and regularly foster between 1-3 other animals. These guys are seriously important to me, and if you feel the same way, I 'm pretty sure we'll get along famously. Don't get me wrong, I do have a few friends that aren't huge animal fans... but they are fans of animals in some sense. I don't 'get' animal-haters. 
  2. Listen to Me
    1. No this isn't in the bossy sense of the word, though I could show you countless examples where people SHOULD have listened to my sage words of wisdom and could have avoided calamity... *ahem* No, sometimes I just need someone to listen. Not offer advice, not console. Just listen.  Cause I can talk your ear off. To me? That's love. 
  3. Be open minded in regards to music 
    1. My parents are to blame in this regard, the love of music was instilled in me at a very young age, I started taking piano lessons at five or six, and have been surrounded by music ever since. I'm a get up in the morning and blast your music kind of girl, ride with the windows down and sing at the top of your lungs, anything from Disney to the Fal.l Out Boys. If you join in and sing-a-long we'll be the best of friends. :) 
  4. Respect me for who I am
    1. This. I think is a basic human need, but recent events have made me realize just how important, accepting me for who I am NOW, not who I should be, could be, or who you want me to be, is hugely vital in a relationship. 
Coming up with five ways was more difficult than I thought it would be, and I couldn't think of anything that wasn't super cheesey to add, so I'll just leave it, feeling warm and fuzzy thoughts about the people I call friends. 



erin leigh

3.05.2013

Its March


Today was my early day. A alarm-goes-off-a-6AM sort of early. Though I loathe mornings, I have found that getting off around 7-8PM isn't that much fun either. While I dread mornings, I drag myself up and haul my lazy self into work every other day; or whenever they decide to schedule me early.

It rained all day, by the time I headed home that afternoon, water was already forming ponds in neighboring yards, and I could feel the wheels of my car catch on some particularly heaving spots. Driving in rain almost scares me as much as driving in icy conditions.

I stayed home long enough to let the dogs out and figure out what groceries I need to purchase; before changing out of my scrubs and heading to W.al-Ma.rt. Can't rightly say why I took the time to do that, seeing as how no one dresses up to go to Wa.l-Ma.rt.

However, I am so tired of wearing a uniform, that I take every opportunity to dress in "normal" clothes I can. It took me about an hour and a half to get in and out of that black hole. I went in for supplies to make chicken salad, sweet potato fries, and a new recipe from the pioneer woman... I came OUT with all of the above, plus:

  • Supplies for a pinterest project I've wanted to try 
  • Hangers for all my new clothing purchases lately 
  • Two new scarves I just "couldn't pass up" 
  • A new pajama set that was on clearance for $3  
  • A new dog coat that was on clearance for $5 
And that's just what I decided to keep after all the other things I put back.  I was proud of myself and you should be too. I have a serious addiction to scarves guys and WM is not helping it buy having them so cheap. 

Even reminding myself of the fact that I spend 99.9% (or so it feels) in either a uniform or pajamas  doesn't quell that urge. 

Its five minutes after 11 now. 
How in the world did that happen? 
I really want to curl up in bed and try to work my way through the 20 books I checked out from the library. Especially since they are due tomorrow.
But here I stand, my MacBook sitting on my ironing board, placed as close to the window as possible so as to maximize the wifi signal from my gracious, but ignorant neighbors. 
(Ignorant to the fact that I'm using their wifi I mean.) 

I still have chicken to transform into a salad for lunch tomorrow. Done! 
There are still a bunch of dishes to wash. 
I still need to wash my hair. 
Its not going to happen tonight. 
Too much work, and effort. 

My iPhone's shuffle is cracking me up. Sara Barellis just told me she wouldn't write me a Love a song, but Selena Gomez jumps right in behind her and tells me she Loves Me Like a Love Song... and she keeps hitting re-pea-pea-pea-pea-peat 

The time is now 1:07AM.
I'm propped on my pillows, stuck in this awkward position as my dog decided that my leg made a good body pillow. Literally.

I'm going to bed now world.

Until we ramble again!