Today I apologized to my good friend, because every time we go out to lunch, I feel like chaos incarnate. Another good friend recently told me that I am a chronic over-scheduler. Another friend asked me if maybe I had a “touch of the OCD” and Craig just emailed me to tell me about his day and that “unlike me who’s been running laps around the world with quick detours to other planets, he has been sitting at his desk.”
So, basically, I am a type A, overachieving, crazy person who gets a lot of shit done. In spirit with that, I’m going to do a little catch up on the Reverb10 prompts that a group of writers put together for bloggers around the world to use to reflect and shit on 2010. Keep up if you can. Reflections on my year, using a few of the 16 prompts sent so far. Ready. Set. Go.
One Word. Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word.
Writing. What do you do each day that doesn’t contribute to your writing and can you eliminate it.
Bathroom activities. If only!
Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?
By writing in this blog. It makes me see the world through different eyes. What used to seem mundane to me is now often ripe with possibilities, intriguing details, and certainly comedy. I’m pretty jazzed that I’ve learned to feel special by being ordinary. And that I subsequently find all ordinary people really fucking fascinating.
What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?
I let go of the belief that if I chose to do the things I wanted to do rather than what other people wanted me to do it would mean I was a bad and selfish mother, wife, friend, daughter, person. Do I really need to answer the second question? Because, duh to the duh.
Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up.
I stare at people. A lot. Craig finds it embarrassing. Once a friend gets to know me better, they often confess that I made them SO uncomfortable at first because of how intently I watched them. They tell me “I could never tell what you were thinking.” They often assume that what I was thinking was negative. They are usually wrong.
This quality makes me unapproachable and means I often leave social gatherings feeling like a total social idiot, but I think it brings a sense of poetry to my world. And once someone and I can get comfortable with each other, I can share that sense of poetry with them.
Also, I’ve got great jugs.
When it comes to aspirations, it’s not about ideas. It’s about making ideas happen. What’s your next step?
If I told you, I’d have to kill you. But I will say that all first steps in a plan begin with reading books. Because, duh.
What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year?
My husband. He works his ass off. He is am amazing father to our children. He supports me in all sorts of crazy endeavors that require huge sacrifices on his part for the lone purpose of making me a happier individual. And I’ve recently become aware of just how unique he is, as far as husbands go. Plus he makes me laugh. Plus he’s a good lay.
More to come hopefully. They only give you one prompt a day. Probably so our brains won’t explode with too much effort.
Now I have one for you. If 2010 were an animal, what animal would it be?
Just kidding. That’s too easy. It’d be a chimpanzee. Because, duh.
Let me give you a harder one. What is the bravest thing you did this year, and how’d that go for you? Come on and play in my comments.
I will commence with staring at you uncomfortably right… NOW!