I also had a birthday-day in there as well, on Tuesday, and that was fun and crazy and wonderful. But I had to work that day too. I had a meeting with the N'ville police chief that morning (school supplies drive...exciting stuff). That was pretty fun though because the chief is a really nice guy who reminds me of a very short Cee Lo Green, voice and all. He kept saying, "We just want to put some Kool-Aid smiles on some kids' faces!" Imagine Cee Lo saying that.
Then I covered a spur-of-the-moment press conference called by the HH fire chief about some arson fires. I came back to the office and quickly wrote up a story about that for the daily paper, then I rushed out to a city council budget hearing/meeting. In between, I worked on content for my weekly paper, which was all due at 5 p.m. Wednesday, and basked in the glow of all the birthday love that came my way. All this occurred before Chuck and I headed to Austin at 5:30 for my birthday dinner at Ruth's Chris.
Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment at 8:30 am. so I could get my motion-sickness patch for the cruise. Afterwards, I stopped by the N'ville city hall so they could put their proposed budget file on my thumb drive, then went to HH and hung out with some guys who were smoke testing sewer lines in one of the neighborhoods. I learned everything I never knew I wanted to know about smoke testing, but I actually found it very interesting. I took some cool pictures of smoke pouring out manholes and vent stacks of houses. Then I went to the office and spent the rest of the day writing, writing, writing, writing. I didn't finish until 7:30, and even then I wasn't too happy with the job I'd done. I'm still not. But I know it's just my inner critic talking, the one that says: "You suck! You never do a good job!" Sheesh. Shut up, self.
On my way home from Killeen, I called and ordered some pizza from Papa John's in Belton. But when I stopped to pick it up, they couldn't find my order. Turns out I had ordered pizza from a store in Belton, Missouri. Damn Google. Doesn't it know where I live?
Anyway, here I am, lying in bed, taking it easy. My coffee is over there on the side table and I'm really wishing I had a very long straw that would reach from the cup to my mouth here on this pillow. I can even picture the straw. It looks like a bunch of flexy straws connected end to end and arching over the bed. Maybe I should invent it.
Writing for a living is sort of killing my creative side. It's happened before, so I'm not surprised. But I really need to overcome that, somehow, someway. I need to find a balance in my head between work and leisure, even in my writing. Because I really need to write just for myself. That's what I'm doing here as I record all this mumbo jumbo about my week. It may not win any prizes, but it's what I need to do.
Thanks for listening.
I could immediately hear Cee Lo saying "We just want to put some kool-aid smiles on some kids faces." I hear you on the inner critic and work life balance. How many times have I written something and thought "That's crap" only to wake up in the middle of the night and come up with something so much better. We're all a work in progress, Kristi!
ReplyDeleteI hear you on the work life balance thing Kristi and also on the inner critic. I have spent hours typing one paragraph and thinking "This is crap!" only to wake up in the middle of the night and find the words magically re-arranged in my brain.
ReplyDeleteBTW, I could totally hear cee lo saying "We just want to put some kool aid smiles on some kids faces" Ha!
do you have a smartphone? Papa John has a pizza app (see link). I have a Domino's app where I do my ordering (still no PJ in Uvalde) =(
ReplyDeletehttp://www.papajohns.com/ordering/mobile_iphone.shtm