This eternal calendar gave me the chance to write the names of important people's birthdays. I won't say this will motivate me to actually give birthday gifts, or give them on time, but it improves the odds.
My dog thinks that all of this has gone on long enough. She paces back and forth in front of me and nags. Soon. We're almost there. Really, how long can it take to paint the inside 4' center?
Then I sit on my stool and ponder, which really annoys my puppy. Why can't we take a walk or curl up with a book? I've been giving her dog cookies to shut her up. She's standing in the way of my creativity and self-expression.
I won a gift certificate once for entering a story in a contest. That $25 validation probably made it possible for me to blog because I was bunched up in a million different ways about writing. Letting my words out into the world was hard, especially since the story was about grieving the death of someone who mattered to me. I unexpectedly had to face another fear when I had to read the story out loud to a group.