A desire for more....

It is about that time again. Time to sit down and re-evaluate my life. I have the overwhelming urge to do this about once a month, just to make sure that I stay on track. So I did. Perhaps choosing to include a bottle of wine in the event was perhaps not the greatest idea ever, but there is no point in regrets. This is how it all went down...

I decided to spend yesterday afternoon looking at what I really had done in the last month with my life. I have always been a firm believer that if you aren't progressing as a person, then you are simply taking up space that could be better utilized by someone else. Rather harsh, but I am entitled to my own thoughts. So I made a list:

I have completed a presentable first two chapters of my novel

I have made my home a little more livable

I have brought joy to someone's life (I made Sadie a pie)

I have brought joy to my life (I saw the musician again)

That was about it. I decided that it was adequate, not outrageously impressive, but I would take it. Then I proceeded to finish the bottle of wine and dance around my house. (That brought joy to my life as well)

Without these monthly checks, I feel as though I slip. I let myself slip for a very long time and that ended in a complete disaster of a situation that I ended up having very little control over. I regained my control by leaving London and moving here. It turns out that that really was one of the best choices I could have made. Now about this musician, I hope a great deal that I begin to see more and more of him. He doesn't live here, but knows people here so if frequently in town when not on tour. I'm going to be a girl for a moment....please excuse me without judgement. I absolutely adore him. He is cute and sweet and knows just what to say to make me blush. Ahh! All right, I'm done. Damn the phone....