Rough Day

Well I gotta say I had a rough day.
It was busy, it was full, and I got some things done; but it was rough. And then I worked hard at getting other things done and didn’t get them done. But there’s tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll try harder. I’ll try and be a little more methodical in my quest to conquer my project, because this project is my big chance to be somebody. It’s my chance to prove to all my naysayers that I’m pretty darn awesome. I believe if I stay focused and work in a step-by-step, measured manner, I can succeed.

I managed to take a 10-minute walk today.
I want to walk at least 20 minutes everyday. I can do it around the buildings at work, there’s no need to drive anywhere. Of course, winter is coming and soon it will be cold and I won’t want to go outside and walk but the benefits will be worth the discomfort. I want a healthy heart and strong bones and I don’t want to get old before my time. I want to dance forever!

Speaking of dance
Belly dance class tonight was fun. It’s supposed to be fun. I quit for a few months because it stopped being fun. I wore my long red skirt from Flamenco with the black hip wrap. I loved the way I looked and I think that made me enjoy class that much more. I’m still torn between Cabaret style and Tribal style belly dance as well as good old Modern. Oh to be able to quit my day job and be an independent dance artist. Is that what I really want? I’m not so sure it is.

On writing
I’ve been thinking about what I’ll write for NaNoWriMo. I think that if I make a good outline I’ll be able to stay on track and write every day. Where will I find the time?

Rhubarb Pie
My husband likes to make pies. There’s a rhubarb pie in the fridge. It’s time to have some.

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