I'm so happy to be back in (on?) the blogosphere again, after a couple years mostly off. It's so nice, catching up with old blogfriends and getting glimpses of the lives of others.
I like reading bloggers simply chatting about their daily lives;
it's like taking a walk in the autumn evening after people have turned on their indoor lights but before they've closed their curtains.
Like, shortly after I took this photo of moonrise in the community garden.
Did I mention I'm taking photos at this local garden every month? They're for the neighborhood association's annual calendar.
The 2014 calendar will be photos of 6 local community gardens, covered through the year by 6 different people.
Taking these photos makes me realize I need a better camera than this point-and-shoot, though there'd be no point if I didn't learn how to use it, and since I haven't even learned how to use the settings on my point-and-shoot, it's probably not worth the money.
Consolidating the Pickles
Anyway, since I'm enjoying other people's posts about their everyday goings-on, I thought I'd post more about my own. Like, I am really pleased that after a year of looking like a mop, my hair is finally long enough to pull back in a ponytail.
Also you can fuzzily see my Moomin toy (Snorkmaiden) in the background, to the left of my nose.
I am sitting at the computer first thing in the morning because I CAN NOT GET UP FROM MY CHAIR UNTIL I FINISH WRITING MY SANITATION BOOK.
Really, it's horrific, my power of procrastination. I want to tell myself that if I go to the Farmers Market, I will get right to work when I get home.
But I know this is not true, not true at all.
I got into a real shame spiral about my procrastination last night.
But then I thought, hey, I know I will get this book done, and when it's done, no one holding it will be able to tell that I did everything in my power to avoid writing it.
Also, I know I am not alone. KMH told me about some writer who said their day had consisted of consolidating the pickles in their fridge.
And now I will get back to work. No, really. I will.
