Starting a blog is not as easy as I thought. Where do I start? What do I say? Who really cares?
I seem to be having the same problem with my novel. I have all these pieces but I can’t put them together. Like my life. I can’t seem to put it all together. I have a great career that I love, a good husband who I love, a nice car, a nice house, a supportive family, a lot of friends and a ton of ambition.
I consider myself lucky that I have so much.
What I don’t have is the “get up off your ass” and do it component. What I’m missing is that “Yay! I finished it.” I think they call that ADD. My husband John has been telling me for years that I have ADD. Yeah, yeah… whatever. That would explain a lot.
It would explain that aside from my lengthy education, I just can’t finish a project. I get bored easily and need to move on. I master something, then it is no longer appealing to me. According to my dad, I’ve been like this since birth.
I did everything quickly. I climbed out of both my playpen and crib at 6 months, I walked by 8 months, I was talking before I reached 1 year and I was completely potty trained before the age of two. I think that’s why I expect so much from people. Let me explain… I don’t expect people to do the right thing (because then I would be let down) but I DO expect people to do things RIGHT.
That’s one of my flaws. Aside from that and my ever-changing body I don’t consider myself to have many. I’m sure many would disagree and I might agree with them. The problem is that sometimes you need to look in the mirror or have someone be your mirror and not expose your flaws, but allow you to take another look inside yourself.
That’s all for tonight. I hope to find my direction by the end of the week.
A la prochaine et Bonne Nuit.