... now I'm trying to get motivated.
On Saturday, the boy toy and I decided to go out for an afternoon drive. We toodled around Columbia and part of Baltimore County and ended up in downtown Ellicott City, which we've visited several times in the past. I took a few photos of the historic buildings, but then I got a "memory full" message -- and my old camera has a 16-GB SD card! So I didn't get any photos of costumes at![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cz_unit's and Phoenix's party, at which we ended up. It was great to see CZ and Phoenix and friends, and astounding how their kids have grown. We didn't stay too late because the boy toy never likes to stay out late. Such an "old man."
On Sunday I didn't go to church (I will next week), so the boy toy and I just went to the farmers' market and the grocery store. It rained most of the afternoon. I spent most of the day trying to finish up a cover letter for a part-time permanent job with partial benefits. I had already told the boy toy that I'd finished writing the cover letter, because in the past, when I say I'm going to finish a job application and then I don't (even if it's for a reasonable reason, like it's time for supper or I have to go to a meeting), he gets pissed off. So this time, I said I had finished the cover letter, even though I hadn't (yet).
I finally got it done, but now I'm trying to get motivated to do my next couple of freelance writing assignments. You'd think the MONEY would motivate me, but ... I just feel incredibly scatterbrained, like I want to do a bazillion things *other* than what I'm supposed to be doing. Yeah, I know all the mental tricks: give yourself a short-term goal followed by a small reward, break down the big task into smaller chunks, blah blah blah. I think these tactics seldom work on my aging brain because I've done them all before.
On top of all this is the siren song of NaNoWriMo (and spinoffs such as "NaBloPoMo"). I don't know how people manage to get a novel written in November. I mean, I'm going to an SCA Crown Tourney (which my local barony is hosting for the Kingdom), two SF conventions, and a regional Toastmasters conference. And I have actual freelance writing for PAY to accomplish, too. *sigh* I know I spend way too much time on Facebook, but that seems to be where all the interpersonal communication happens these days, especially among my SCA peeps.
On Saturday, the boy toy and I decided to go out for an afternoon drive. We toodled around Columbia and part of Baltimore County and ended up in downtown Ellicott City, which we've visited several times in the past. I took a few photos of the historic buildings, but then I got a "memory full" message -- and my old camera has a 16-GB SD card! So I didn't get any photos of costumes at
cz_unit's and Phoenix's party, at which we ended up. It was great to see CZ and Phoenix and friends, and astounding how their kids have grown. We didn't stay too late because the boy toy never likes to stay out late. Such an "old man."On Sunday I didn't go to church (I will next week), so the boy toy and I just went to the farmers' market and the grocery store. It rained most of the afternoon. I spent most of the day trying to finish up a cover letter for a part-time permanent job with partial benefits. I had already told the boy toy that I'd finished writing the cover letter, because in the past, when I say I'm going to finish a job application and then I don't (even if it's for a reasonable reason, like it's time for supper or I have to go to a meeting), he gets pissed off. So this time, I said I had finished the cover letter, even though I hadn't (yet).
I finally got it done, but now I'm trying to get motivated to do my next couple of freelance writing assignments. You'd think the MONEY would motivate me, but ... I just feel incredibly scatterbrained, like I want to do a bazillion things *other* than what I'm supposed to be doing. Yeah, I know all the mental tricks: give yourself a short-term goal followed by a small reward, break down the big task into smaller chunks, blah blah blah. I think these tactics seldom work on my aging brain because I've done them all before.
On top of all this is the siren song of NaNoWriMo (and spinoffs such as "NaBloPoMo"). I don't know how people manage to get a novel written in November. I mean, I'm going to an SCA Crown Tourney (which my local barony is hosting for the Kingdom), two SF conventions, and a regional Toastmasters conference. And I have actual freelance writing for PAY to accomplish, too. *sigh* I know I spend way too much time on Facebook, but that seems to be where all the interpersonal communication happens these days, especially among my SCA peeps.
