Sorry I’m late.

I had a totally different post in mind for today. It fell by the way side when my husband pointed out that I hadn’t had a positive word to say this afternoon. I know, I know it could have ended in an out an out argument. However what he said was true, I was complaining. (Brave man)

I must having been doing it  pretty often for him to complain about it. And lord knows have have the right to complain about stuff if I want. But, and it’s a big BUT do I really want to be the girl who complains all the time. Is that the type of vibe I want to put out there.

No, So since this is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent I’ve decided to give up being negative. Now I’m not saying that I won’t think problems through. I’m hoping that instead of simply voicing a complaint. I’ll be less negative and look at a problem from all angles instead of simply ranting.

The other thing I wanted to do for lent, is to workout everyday. I was good last week but  I took the weekend off and it morphed into Monday too. So I’ll  let you know how I did  for this week on Next Monday.

How about you anything you’re giving up or adding for Lent , or any other reason?

I spent Presidents day alternately procrastinating by cleaning my house and writing.

I know I’ve mentioned that I’m working on a new book. This one isn’t fiction, it’s about my mother and the rest of the female side of the family. Sometimes the work flows and other times I find myself surrounded and overwhelmed by emotions. Which leads to my husband peering at me from the safety of his computer desk in the corner to see if I’m really ok.

And sometimes that’s debatable as I wipe my eyes and I keep typing. According to my best-est Bud, “this book isn’t just a book it’s a twelve step program.”

It’s been ten years since my mother passed away and I’m just now coming to terms with that loss.  I know it’s been ten years, but the truth is I live in a completely different country. And so much has happened since then that I’ve managed to take a huge distant step away from her death.

And while I’ve stopped crying at random moments in the day or at a Five for Fighting’s superman. I haven’t really dealt with all of my grief.

So I’ve take a huge step. Well, really a half step, but I chickened out on making the phone call I wanted to make. This weekend I will screw up my courage and take up the phone and hope that I can make myself understood, without sounding like a blubbering idiot.

I’m deep in the writing cave. Mostly it’s just me throwing up words onto the page, and I know I’m going to have to go back and clean it up. But, that’s OK this is just a first draft. So from the writing cave I wave at you and I hope that this week is going well for you.

Ok Had to update the blog  before I went back to writing. I give you Theodora Goss’s post Value Yourself
It pertains to you even if you’re not a writer.