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The further we get into my favorite season, the better I feel.
It helps that I recently faced some fears, I figured out a next step for the most time sensitive house repair project, we finished paying off one of our significant monthly bills (the boiler we suddenly needed, a couple years ago), Joe is taking a bunch of vacation time this month and we have some cozy family plans in place for that time, one of my favorite relatives is visiting today, we stocked the freezer with an abundance of tasty lunches, and I've been hitting most of my good habits.
I also set a hard deadline with Joe for getting him a first draft of the professional project I've been working on, on and off, for the last three or so years. The deadline is the end of the year, which is a little more ambitious than I'd entirely realized when I set it, but I'm going to do my best to get it done. I mean, the purpose of the first draft is to be full of holes and lacking in coherence, right? So I should be fine. :) The deadline puts the project right on the line between exciting and nerve-wracking, which is just what I need right now. And the sort of low-key accountability he provides is also just what I need. I'm likely to be kinda vague and coy about the project itself until I have more of it done -- I'm a little superstitious about talking too much about it until I have a more solid chunk of it worked out.
Okay, I'm off to make soup. Garlic and greens, with potatoes and white beans. First soup of the season, with bread and tea and family.
It helps that I recently faced some fears, I figured out a next step for the most time sensitive house repair project, we finished paying off one of our significant monthly bills (the boiler we suddenly needed, a couple years ago), Joe is taking a bunch of vacation time this month and we have some cozy family plans in place for that time, one of my favorite relatives is visiting today, we stocked the freezer with an abundance of tasty lunches, and I've been hitting most of my good habits.
I also set a hard deadline with Joe for getting him a first draft of the professional project I've been working on, on and off, for the last three or so years. The deadline is the end of the year, which is a little more ambitious than I'd entirely realized when I set it, but I'm going to do my best to get it done. I mean, the purpose of the first draft is to be full of holes and lacking in coherence, right? So I should be fine. :) The deadline puts the project right on the line between exciting and nerve-wracking, which is just what I need right now. And the sort of low-key accountability he provides is also just what I need. I'm likely to be kinda vague and coy about the project itself until I have more of it done -- I'm a little superstitious about talking too much about it until I have a more solid chunk of it worked out.
Okay, I'm off to make soup. Garlic and greens, with potatoes and white beans. First soup of the season, with bread and tea and family.
