Writing Even When I Don't Really Want To

Monday January 10, 2011

Mom arrived last night at 10 p.m. after not being able to reach me on the phone. I was asleep and had been since late afternoon. I gave her the CD for Oregon Art Beat and she went home. I talked with Thorne Ann for an hour and forty-five minutes. I went to church yesterday. Can you tell that I am writing words down this morning even though I don’t really want to. They are saying it’s going to snow this week. Tomorrow night is cancer club but I’m wondering if they’ll have it in light of the snow. I may also need to reschedule Sara for a day other than Thursday. Facebook is overwhelming. What is the point? The dogs are asleep on the bed. My job: walk, yoga, work on one song idea, play drums, go to art class, eat, feed dogs, read book, send cards, hope for a check, bank deposit and money for Nicole/Wyatt?, forgive myself for all the things I tend to think I’m not doing good enough, take pills, drink water, post on blog, learn how to work ipad, call president of Peace Church to volunteer for overseeing the angel account, find RMLS key charger, accept that I am uninterested in having a relationship of any sort at this time, forgive myself for not going to Julee’s baby shower, meditate, consider cancelling cable afterall what is the point?