Can't understand it
Sometimes, I really wonder about myself.
Most of the day, I kept on putzing around, refusing to do any legitimate work.
Oh I did do some things. There was the commissioners meeting today, which I covered. And I spoke to several people with the idea of developing some stories. There were also a couple of upcoming events mentioned during the meeting that will be worth covering.
However, when I got home, I just went down into the dumps and couldn’t seem to get out of it. The temptation of just playing and doing nothing constructive was very strong.
And yet, again, something happened.
I broke off, took and nap, and when I got up I decided to get busy. I put together the video I took of the commissioners, and also wrote a story, which I put up on the web. I kept on telling myself earlier it would be all right if it was delayed by a day, yet somehow something took hold of me and made me complete it tonight.
Oh there were some compromises. I did not cover every item in the meeting that I should have. Which is not good. I’m going to have to fight to process this stuff much sooner – otherwise it just comes out second-rate. Got to avoid that, at all costs.
Well, after the video and story were complete, I decided to add more to the piece of fiction I’ve been working on for the past several days.
I wasn’t certain how much I was going to write, but again something grabbed hold of me, and wouldn’t let go. I continued to write and write and write, until the story was finished!
It happens sometimes. Occasionally, my muse shifts things into high and won’t let go. I just wish she would give me that kind of incentive more often.
I haven’t had a chance to post it yet, but I will tomorrow.
But because of my lackadaisical attitude earlier, I did not get much done on improving the website. And I may not tomorrow, because it promises to be a busy day. But I must get to it soon. Or else.
One thing. You probably notice the same theme running through my blog entries as you read them over. It’s because I’ve been struggling with these problems all my life, and it’s only now at age 62, that I find myself with some kind of incentive to overcome it.
So I apologize for covering the same ground over and over again. But hopefully, I will be able to get beyond this stage, and report some triumphs as well as some tribulations
Okay, I know you’ve all been waiting for it, so here’s today’s bad joke:
One time, the Lone Ranger and Tonto found themselves surrounded by 10,000 screaming Sioux Indians.
Without their horses, having fired his last silver bullet, and the enemy closing in, the Lone Ranger said: “Well Tonto, looks like this time we’re really had it.”
Tonto about thought it for a moment, then looked at the Lone Ranger and said:
“What you mean WE, Paleface?”