Salad Days

ReadinginBetween_Salad Days

I think of these days as my salad days. You know, that time when you’re the best you’ll ever be? That period in your life when you feel like every dang thing you touch will turn into gold (if not all-out platinum)? Your heydays?

ReadinginBetween_Salad Days

Usually, salad days are recognized in retrospect; we only think of them as the best time EVER in hindsight. “Back in the day,” we might say, “we used to be able to write something like 10,000 coherent words per week, and edit while drunk on gin pomelo.”*

But why do we do this? Why approach the concept of these wonderfully amazing and productive days as something that has gone past, as something we don’t have anymore? Why think of this time as the time we’ve lost? Why think of this with so much regret?

If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years (with the help of other people and various books), it’s that the past only looks good because time has covered it up and smoothed its edges. I’m willing to bet that when said past was still the present, it had the same horrible jagged corners that we’re still dealing with now. We just think the ones today are worse because they’re more immediate.

So I figured:

Wouldn’t it be better to just think of TODAY as a salad day? Wouldn’t it be amazing to think of every day of my life as the time when I’m at the top of my proverbial game? Imagine the confidence boost! Imagine what I, or anyone else can do with this kind of self-assurance!

Really, think about it—if you think you’re the best version you can be of yourself TODAY, what can you do? What will you do? And what’s to stop you from doing it?

Whatever it is, recognize that it doesn’t have to be a big thing and it doesn’t have to be for just ONE aspect of your life. Today, I’m having a salad day for blogging. Last Sunday, I was having a cat mom salad day.** Tomorrow’s going to be a completely different salad, I’m sure.

No matter what happens, though, I know my salad days will always be fresh and green and interesting because everyday is an awesome salad day. As the Great Master Oogway once said: “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present.”

* Elea’s note: this actually happened back in college, and these days I can barely stay awake after a spoonful of rum without it being helped along with caffeine—oh, how the times have changed!

** Another note from Elea: Yes, I rescued another one—

ReadinginBetween_TP the Kitty

(this little guy’s tentative name is TP). He joins the other recently-chronicled rescue kitties—

ReadinginBetween_Babu and Pieta

What? I never denied being a crazy cat lady!

Things to Do When My Energy Is Spent

Day Four of being really, really sick. I managed to get back into the office (I’ve been back there since yesterday), and do some catching up with the tasks I needed to complete. In case you haven’t been sick in a while (or have never ever been sick – in which case I have to say that I hate you so much right now), I’d like to explain that putting what little energy you didn’t spend on fighting off a virus into time-sensitive tasks turns you into a husk of a human being.

By the time I’ve finished doing all the urgent things, I’m left without a clue as to what to do next. That is to say, I’m left with NOTHING TO DO THAT I CAN’T MAJORLY FUCK UP.

Me, running out of things to do? PLEASE. I said I finished doing all the URGENT things. Nowhere did I say that I have absolutely nothing to do. That’s impossible. The universe keeps throwing work at me (for which I am glad, because that’s how I could afford sushi once in a while).

I’d try to sleep off the virus, except my body has decided that running out of energy doesn’t necessarily mean that it will let me slip into glorious slumber. Oh no. It wants me to suffer.

So instead of trying to figure out how to get my work done for the next day or trying to catch up with my own writing, this is what I do:

Blackness
I wish to God that this would happen instead.

1. Play Criminal Case on Facebook

2. Play Full Bloom on Facebook

3. Stare unseeing at the computer screen

4. Hallucinate Will Graham-style

5. Pretend that I’m not seeing livestock from the corner of my eye, the way I do when my flu medication kicks in 

I’m afraid I can’t be more specific than that. ><

 

 

That Horrible Moment: When You Apply Your Job to Your Personal Blog

So you know that thing where you decide to set up a blog so you can force yourself to do something for yourself outside your job, and then you realize that you’re applying the principles of your job to that personal blog? Yeah, that’s exactly what’s happening here.

I really suck
I really do.

I spent most of yesterday afternoon tinkering with some elements of this blog and my Google+ so I can apply Google Authorship to it. By the time evening rolled around, I was already angsting over the fact that I had no direction planned for this blog at all, which meant that I haven’t been doing any real keyword and content planning for it. I’m not kidding. I was practically BROODING over it, and it probably didn’t help that I did that during a dark and stormy night. It’s one of the most ridiculous cliches made even more ridiculous by the subject of my gloomy mood.

I have to admit that I’m still obsessing over that right now. I’m wondering if I should have a separate page for posts that talk about writing (“Write in Between”), posts that talk about reading (“Read in Between”), and posts that just talk about my work and other parts of my life (“Bookends”). I’m wondering if I could do that, and HOW I should go about doing that (HELP ME WORDPRESS SUPPORT GUYS, YOU’RE MY ONLY HOPE!). And it’s all horrible because, as I have said before, the entire point of this blog is for me to be able to do some freestyle writing.

I didn’t want to have to worry about whether or not I’m using the right keywords for this post (oh god what IS the main keyword of this post?), I didn’t want to think of this the way I think of my work. Again, I love my job. But that’s my job. This is supposed to be something completely different. This is where I allow my brain to go “ahurrhurrhurr” and “herpaderp”, not another venue for me to be dignified in. This is where I just let my brain ramble about whatever, not a place for me to go all neurotic about the meta elements this post will likely generate. I’m not even sure I have control over those, and that very realization is making me more anxious than I really should be. This, I think, is why it’s horrible when you start to (unconsciously) apply your job to your personal blog: you worry about phantoms that you were trying to avoid in the first place.

So why in the name of all that’s holy am I doing this? I really don’t know. The most rational explanation that I can think of is pride.

Somewhere in my evil, evil, lizard brain, I decided that not promoting my blog in any way, shape or form is STUPID when I consider what I actually do for a living (which involves writing a whole lot of SEO copy). How can I really say that I’m good at my job when I don’t do for myself what I do for clients on a regular basis?

Thus, my utterly pathetic freakout over the complete lack of effort I apply to this blog. I don’t know if I’m moving forward with this, or nipping it in the bud. I suppose I have excuses to procrastinate – my friend K sent me some AWESOME writing prompt links that I can use for the time being.

…I think I need a Rum Coke. Does anyone else need a Rum Coke?

Writing Challenge Recap

Oh my god! I finally finished the Writing Challenge I nicked off Mechanistic Moth. I no longer have to live in shame!

Here’s a recap of the stuff I wrote for this:

  1. Full Name
  2. Zodiac
  3. 3 Fears
  4. 3 Things I Love
  5. My Best Friend
  6. Last Song I Listened To
  7. 4 Turn Ons
  8. 4 Turn Offs
  9. The Color of My Underwear
  10. The Tattoos/Piercings I have
  11. How I Feel Right Now
  12. Something I Really, Really Want
  13. My Current Relationship Status
  14. The Meaning Behind My URL
  15. My Favorite Movies
  16. My Favorite Songs
  17. My Favorite Bands
  18. 3 Things That Upset Me
  19. 3 Things That Make Me Happy
  20. What I Find Attractive in Other People
  21. Someone I Miss
  22. Someone I Love
  23. My Relationship with My Parents
  24. My Favorite Holiday
  25. A Confession
  26. 3 Things That Annoy Me Easily
  27. My Favorite Animal
  28. My Pets
  29. One Thing I’ve Lied About
  30. Something That’s Currently Worrying Me
  31. An Embarrassing Moment
  32. Where I Work
  33. Something That’s Constantly On My Mind
  34. 3 Habits I Have
  35. My Future Goals
  36. Something I Fantasize About
  37. My Favorite Stores
  38. My Favorite Food
  39. What I Did Yesterday
  40. Something I’m Talented At
  41. My Idea of a Perfect Date
  42. My Celebrity Crushes
  43. A Photo of Myself
  44. My Favorite Blogs

Oh god, what am I going to write about now? Ah, well. I guess I’ll have to figure something else out.