SEX.
I did not post this last Sunday about the Artist's Way...not feeling a huge loss about not talking about Chapter 11...as I think I may be the only one who reads these entries. ha! Besides, rules are made to be broken, right? I will post about Chapter 12 (the final week) this next Sunday.
I rearranged my schedule last week! Found my groove! It includes 6 hours of studio time per day, along with a 2 mile walk/jog and another session of exercise. What can I say, I want to lose weight. Here are my week results...
* I finished a big painting measuring about 6'x 18"...it's tall and narrow. I'll have pictures posted soon when the day is good for photographing it.
* Have gained 3 pounds. Awesome. Obviously not the result I was hoping for... :) Talked to a good friend yesterday and he said that it is probably water retention and not to get all anxious over it...because I have been anxious about it. But nevermind, it's all good, I'll be just fine, it will all eventually come off, I will feel fabulous even if I end up being able to jog 5 miles straight weighing 500 pounds...if that happened, I could go on the Biggest Loser, meet Jillian and Bob and cry on TV. It's a win-win!
SEX.
Also, I'd like to note here that I was going to remark on the morning pages I write everyday. This was prompted by a task of reading back through all of them for the Artist's Way. Julia Cameron wanted some reflection over the three pages of writing I have produced over the past eleven weeks...
They were so boring to read that I almost feel asleep while reading week one's entries and called it a day...the "day" has now been the duration of over a week. So yeah, BORING, BORING, BORING! I'll try to push through today a bit...though I dread it. I guess this is a good reminder to put interesting things in it as I continue to write my morning pages. Randomly write the word "sex", draw pictures of the host of "Beast Hunter", and make up really creative lies and stories....like a frog knocked my door down last night, and now the band "Flock of Seagulls" is playing in my bedroom. You know, that kind of stuff. I would read that.
Happy St. Patricks Day, Dear Readers!
SEX.
I did not post this last Sunday about the Artist's Way...not feeling a huge loss about not talking about Chapter 11...as I think I may be the only one who reads these entries. ha! Besides, rules are made to be broken, right? I will post about Chapter 12 (the final week) this next Sunday.
I rearranged my schedule last week! Found my groove! It includes 6 hours of studio time per day, along with a 2 mile walk/jog and another session of exercise. What can I say, I want to lose weight. Here are my week results...
* I finished a big painting measuring about 6'x 18"...it's tall and narrow. I'll have pictures posted soon when the day is good for photographing it.
* Have gained 3 pounds. Awesome. Obviously not the result I was hoping for... :) Talked to a good friend yesterday and he said that it is probably water retention and not to get all anxious over it...because I have been anxious about it. But nevermind, it's all good, I'll be just fine, it will all eventually come off, I will feel fabulous even if I end up being able to jog 5 miles straight weighing 500 pounds...if that happened, I could go on the Biggest Loser, meet Jillian and Bob and cry on TV. It's a win-win!
SEX.
Also, I'd like to note here that I was going to remark on the morning pages I write everyday. This was prompted by a task of reading back through all of them for the Artist's Way. Julia Cameron wanted some reflection over the three pages of writing I have produced over the past eleven weeks...
They were so boring to read that I almost feel asleep while reading week one's entries and called it a day...the "day" has now been the duration of over a week. So yeah, BORING, BORING, BORING! I'll try to push through today a bit...though I dread it. I guess this is a good reminder to put interesting things in it as I continue to write my morning pages. Randomly write the word "sex", draw pictures of the host of "Beast Hunter", and make up really creative lies and stories....like a frog knocked my door down last night, and now the band "Flock of Seagulls" is playing in my bedroom. You know, that kind of stuff. I would read that.
Happy St. Patricks Day, Dear Readers!
SEX.
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