My Life in Numbers

67 Days.

That's how many days until the next school year starts. 67 days to get my shit together.

Priority #1 - Writing

I have lots of plans for this one. Working on a rough draft of a novel. Writing short stories. Writing play scripts. Reading a ton. Writing about what I read. Writing reviews on films and T.V. shows I watch. Writing journal entries. Writing in here. I'm not setting one big specific goal because frankly if I miss it by even a little bit I will get frustrated and possibly quit. Again. So I guess that's my one main goal. Don't quit.

Priority #2- Wedding Planning

158 days to go. Flowers. Suits. Cakes. Dresses. Tables. Music. Chairs. Food. Invites. Opinions. Booze. You get the picture. It's a lot. I'm having fun but also reaching that I'm totally stressed about everything point. And we are still five months away. As long as I look good in my dress. Speaking of...

Priority #3 - Biggest Loser

I am going to lose weight. Period. Maybe after I've lost some, or when I'm feeling braver, or after I've had a few I'll post what my starting number is. Let's just say it's the largest that number has ever been right now. I have a recurring fantasy that I do lose all the weight and post these before and after photos on Facebook. Because social media is validation now apparently.

I'm really into goal setting. At the beginning of May I put up this blue poster board on the wall. All the sticky notes were on the left. As I completed something I moved it to the right. Obviously there was A LOT I didn't complete. I'm trying it again for June.

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What a lemon

So for anyone who read my last post and can read a calendar you know that my deadline to finish the rough draft of my book has come and gone. Now the question is, did I do it? Did I finish my draft?

Drum roll please!

No. Not even close. In fact, not only did I not finish a rough draft, I didn't even start one.

2017 came at us like gallons and gallons of lemon juice being poured on someone covered head to toe in paper cuts. And then every time you start to get some of the lemon juice off, they throw some salt on you. (I'm really into cooking shows lately.)

But in all seriousness this year has just been monumentally hard and draining on everyone. So what with one thing and another my writing priorities were not at the forefront of my mind.

But I've got to keep trying. No matter how many more times I fail to meet a goal. I can't stop. This might sound silly, and frankly really cheesy, but I feel like I was meant to do this. Maybe I won't ever be a world famous author. Maybe I won't ever make a living off of my writing. Maybe I'll never get anything published.

But then again, maybe I will.

So onto my goal setting. Bradley and I are currently working on a show at RHP. By the end of May not only will the show be over but so will school. Two months of no work. And yes there are several outings planned and lots of wedding planning to do. But two months with no job. Except I'm saying that I do have a job. Two months of writing. Serious, treat it like it's a job job writing. I don't know that I'll be able to get a rough draft done in two months, but I should be able to get a pretty good start.

And there you have it. A brief update on my writing plans. Thanks for reading.