Writing Challenge 14

My life in seven years:

I’m assuming that the assignment is consider what my life will be like in seven years. I hope to own my own small house or townhome, have a pet for myself, and advanced in the library. I think I’d also like to be married by that point. In seven years, I’ll be really close to forty so I’m hoping to create a pattern of positive behavior that will lead me to continued success over time.

Writing Challenge 15

Pet Peeves:

1. When people pronounce library like lie-berry. *Shudder* or documentary as doc-u-man-terry.

2. The use of “irregardless” as a word.

3. Customers who don’t start to leave a store or building or whatever until after they’ve been told the place is closed.

4. Men who say “you females” or use “female” the way that other people might “women.”

5. When people make that noise that happens when they suck air through their teeth.

Friends and Hair Cuts

All day today I thought it was Monday so apparently today is an extension of the confusion of the last few. That’s alright though. I’ve really enjoyed having the house to myself for a few days. Mom left on Friday to join dad at the beach. Her plan was to come home today or tomorrow and while I’m thankful that she didn’t come home today, I do wish she was going to be gone for a couple more. I really do need to work on getting my own place. The thing is, I’d really like to be able to buy my own place, and I think I’d really need a roommate to afford that and I don’t have anyone that would really work with right now. *Sigh* The one person I thought it might work with in a few months is really sweet but also exhausting.

 

Most people are exhausting to me, but some more so than others. She’s really sweet and we have fun together when we’ve done stuff, but I often end up feeling like she’s sucked energy out of me by the end of the conversation. She’s dumped a lot of her issues on me and we’ve barely talked about anything except the issues in her life in weeks. I don’t mind being a touchstone for people if I feel like they’re being a touchstone for me too AND we have time talking about other stuff AND they make me laugh on a regular basis (even if they’re whining about something so long as it’s in a funny way). Otherwise, I just walk away from interactions feeling kind of emotionally used. I don’t know how to talk to her about that either and the whole thing has left me feeling frustrated and uncomfortable.

 

Anyway, I have a better idea of where I want my short story about Darcy and Natasha to go. You’d think as a long and hard as I’ve been working on this thing that it would be like some twenty thousand word story but it’s only like 1,200 words. I think maybe the first part that I’ve written, a lot of which I like, may need to be tossed. I might need to really start with the second part of the story which is probably only 300 words, but as much as I’ve read about writing, the first things you write are often just warm ups that need to be tossed. I’ll keep them of course. And the parts I like I may be able to work in later or differently. Or maybe use in a different story all together. It’s hard to cut like that though, especially after you’ve been working on them for so long.

 

I got my hair trimmed and cut today and I wasn’t going to wash it since he washed it, but he put this stuff on it and I like it and I like the way it makes my hair look, but unfortunately the smell is a little strong for me and my hair feels kind of sticky. I wouldn’t mind the “sticky” quality for a couple of days but the smell is just too much. I also feel like my scalp is itchier with it on there. I’m not sure if that’s from whatever scent is aggravating it or it’s my imagination or if the sticky quality is causing issues with my skin, but I have to get it out. Which means a shower. That’s probably a good thing though, because bits of hair usually end up in my clothes and on my body making the rest of me itchy for a while after I get my hair cut. I get to go in late tomorrow at least.

 

I’m gonna go see if I can get some of the gunk out of my hair.