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I’m going to Ashville this weekend which I’m looking forward to. I think I need a break from home. Well, some time separate apart from my family would do me some good. I say that, but I’ve barely seen them this week. With the adventures, I’ve been having, things like checking in on Cara’s Cat, book club, the gym, my checkup with the nurse practitioner on my fitness journey, and getting ready for this upcoming trip, I feel like I’ve been gone. I didn’t go to the gym a few days when I would normally go which meant I didn’t see my dad as much either because the time I spend with him to and from the gym in the car is often the most I see of him in the day. He’s been in bed by the time I’ve gotten home several nights this week and since I’m leaving straight from work to go to Ashville, I won’t see them tonight either. I’ve been feeling pretty exhausted this week. I know I’ve been burning the candle at both ends, as they say, for several weeks, maybe months and being on my period which I started a couple of days ago, isn’t helping either, that’s always a drain.

 

We’ve been crazy busy at work, even if I’m not on the desk, it’s been madness. Just madness. I’ve been trying to write this between everything else and it’s a disaster. Just train-wrecked thought after train-wrecked thought and I go home exhausted. I am loving my job. Doing programs with the teens has just been so great this summer and while I’m nervous about everything that we have coming up, I’m really excited about it too. The only problem is that I think it’s leaving me a little drained creatively.

 

Jeez, I haven’t able to write more than two sentences at a time and it’s nearly time to close! Ugh.

On the plus side, our teen volunteers are pretty darned awesome.

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Oh good lord, I can’t believe how tired I am right now. Everytime I think I can’t be any more tired I somehow feel, you guessed it, more tired.

 

Seriously, I just spent 45 minutes looking for something mindless to watch while I write this. I should’ve just put on music and let it play while I work so I could get my writing and words done for the day and then just go to bed. I’m so freaking sleepy. I would have done so much better if I had done that instead. Maybe I should do that now? The thing is, I’ve just discovered that “The Unusuals” is on Crackle which means I can watch it without going upstairs to go get my DVDs which is like the greatest thing. If they hadn’t removed Leverage from Netflix, I wouldn’t be having this problem, but no, what I want doesn’t matter apparently. Bastards.

 

Part of me just wants to go brush my teeth and pass out but I feel like I really do need to get at least a few hundred words tonight after taking off so many days during my vacation. As much as I keep feeling like it’s a Monday, it really is Friday tomorrow and we’re over half way through February and there’s still so much going on the rest of this month. I’ve got an outreach project, a weird schedule and a lot of adventuring to do.

 

I was just sitting here thinking of the outreach I’ll be doing the Saturday after this coming one because I was originally supposed to be working at the library on that Saturday but Hayley asked for someone to swap weekends with her. I said that would be fine so she’s working that weekend. That all happened ages ago and I didn’t think anything of it. Then a few weeks back, I was approached to set up a table and have a presence at The Charlotte History Museum about a family event they’re having. It only just occurred to me that it would’ve been almost impossible for me to go to that event had it not been for the fact that I already had already swapped that Saturday.

 

I didn’t hunt down the History Museum thing, they found me--somehow--on the website. It almost feels like this is something that I’m “meant” to do. All orchestrated at someone else’s hands. I’m really excited and hopeful about it, for sure.

 

I wanted to write more and write in my story, but every part of my body hurts from being on my feet all day today when I’m not used to it and I’m still struggling with the jet lag, so I’m passing out.

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 She didn't whine about my hair. I'm so relieved. 
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The last couple of weeks have been SO FREAKING CRAZY. First, I got the library job!! I’m so excited and terrified etc. etc. etc. I still have to pass my background check and I am a little concerned that my credit check might be an issue. I mean my credit is okay but I’ve got debt and a lot of it is not very responsible. Not that it’s been a problem in the past it’s just that this is the most intense background check I’ve ever had done--including when I worked as a group leader at the after school “care” program where I looked after children. I mean I get it to an extent. This is definitely the type of job where I’ll be around teens and kids and families and the general public of course. 

In the midst of figuring out the new job situation, I had DragonCon. Which was amazing. So amazing. I loved it. It was stressful occasionally being pushed in with so many people. They had record attendance this year and there were over 80,000 people crammed into like a four block area. It might be a little more than that, but honestly not much. The hotels are giant of course which helps but you're still talking about a lot of people. It’s a great time though overall and even though you're crammed into a room with 10,000 (okay, it’s more like 4,500 that fit in that room) other people to see Alex Kingston and Karen Gillan after waiting in a line that wrapped around a building or two you still feel pretty safe. I do occasionally worry what would happen if there was a fire. 

I’m an anxious person in general and the thought of trying to get that many people out of a room in the event of an emergency is pretty terrifying. But they are strict about room capacities and not letting more people in than allowed by codes etc. which does help. Still, on Saturday when I couldn’t move more than two inches at a time on the bottom floor of the Hyatt Regency… Or was it the Marriott? No I think it was the Hyatt...It definitely wasn’t the Sheraton, the Westin, or the Hilton... while I was trying to find where the line was going to be to see the Wynonna Earp panel, I did envision a horrible, fiery death after getting trampled by a stampede of nerds. 

Thankfully that didn't happen. 

The panels were amazing. I had so much fun. 

It’s weird how the panels make you feel like you’re getting personal time with the celebs. I mean you can go to the “Walk of Fame” and get actual personal time with the celebs of course, but you still somehow feel a personal connection to them when they’re answering questions from audience members for an hour in front of a sea of people. 

Michael Rosenbaum actually did jump out into the audience and get very up close and personal with quite a few members of the crowd which was great fun. He is a great storyteller. Just so freaking funny. A couple of my friends go see him whenever they can though I did hear some of my other friends say he can be an ass. I don’t know anything other than that I’ve enjoyed a good bit of the stuff he’s done (he’s my fave Lex Luthor, judge me if you want) and that he was wonderful to his fans at the panel and a great storyteller. His was one of my favorite panels. 

I’m still not over the Wynonna Earp panels. I went to two. I wanted to try to go to all four but I had to choose between seeing the third one and getting to see my friends plus the Michael Rosenbaum panel and one of the panels John Cusack did and since I love both those guys and my friends and I had already seen two Wynonna Earp panels, I made the choice to see the other stuff. I don’t regret the decision. I think I made the best choice I could, given the circumstances, and I’m really glad I got to spend a few hours with my friends. I still wish I could’ve made it to all four. The fourth was on while I was having lunch but I wasn’t going to miss lunch with Reb and Molls. I was jealous of my friend Casey who when to see the cast on the walk of fame while I was at lunch. She got to chat with Emily Andras about the writing and got a hug from Tim Rozon and Shamier Anderson and then meet Kat Barrell.

I still got to meet two authors I really like. One writes my favorite Sterek fics and wrote one of my all time favorite books. I’ve pre-ordered the next in her series and she says she’s sending signed copies for people who pre-ordered so I’m super excited to get that. Her official author name is C.B. Lee and I loooooooovvveee “Not Your Sidekick.” I’m anxiously awaiting “Not Your Villian” which comes out in mid-October. There is so much amazingness coming in the next few month or so. 

I’m going to a concert this weekend with my friend Casey which means my fourth trip to Atlanta since the last weekend in July. It’s like I go down there every other week now, lol. And if I’m not working, I hope to go down there for their Pride in October. I’ll be working rotating weekends at the library and I think that means working Sunday having a couple of days off during the week and then working Saturday and being off the Sunday after. Which means that you would always have at least one weekend day off each weekend make make it so that you only had the whole weekend off every three weeks if I’ve thought about this correctly. I’m not sure I’m thinking about that correctly. But looking at a calendar, it might actually work out. I’d have to make up another reason to go down there but I’m sure I could think of something. 

Besides, I’ve always wanted to go to a Pride event but I can’t risk going in my own town right now unless my family is at the beach or something. Even that would be risky but I’m not known for going out on the weekends unless it’s for a special occasion or I’m with people. 

One of the other great things I have coming up is my friend visiting from California!! I can’t wait to see her! Even more tricky is that another friend is visiting that same weekend from Minnesota. They’re really not similar and I don’t think California friend would like Minnesota friend. Minnesota friend is what I would call an acquired taste. She can come off condescending and a little rude. She's really wonderful and smart and she loves her friends fiercely but it takes a while to peel back the other shit to see it. My California friend on the other hand is funny and quirky and while she’s smart, she’s not the grad school for a environmental health science grad school kind of smart. And she’s a bit into the occult and the other friend is agnostic and thinks almost anything spiritual or religious is bullshit. 

They have a lot in common in some ways. They both grew up without siblings around (one because their youngest sibling was more than a decade older and one because she was an only child). They both have issues with Christian religion stuff. They’re both friends with me so that’s something right? But I just don’t see them mixing well? I don’t know. Sometimes I just don’t think some of my friends will get others. I don’t know how I ended up with friends who are so different from each other even though I’m fiercely connected to each of them. I guess that’s probably something that happens to everyone? I’ve just never really noticed it, probably. 

There is so much more I want to talk about but it’s 3am and I have a big day tomorrow and lots of adventuring to do. Not to mention that I really need to tidy my room and clean the bathroom. 

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I need to write my story for today but I haven’t gotten there yet. I’m at the beach again this weekend, which is amazing. I’m so incredibly thankful that I get to be here again this weekend. Mom and I are both here and dad of course too. He’s having trouble with one of his teeth and he’s concerned he’s going to have to have a root canal or something which is stressful. I certainly hope that’s not the case. 

It’s a bit chilly here so I’ve got on my hoodie and a I’ve got a blanket draped over me but I couldn’t resist coming out on our little porch to write for a bit. We’re on the ocean front so while I can hear a few voices floating up from the hot tubs and the pools, mostly I just hear the waves and the breeze. There are a couple of girls (okay, I can’t say 100% that they’re girls from the balcony of a 9th floor condo but I’m fairly certain) on a blanket on the beach. They’re facing each other and it kind of looks like a picnic date. 

It’s not fair of me to hope, when I see two girls together, that they’re a couple or at least it makes me feel as though I’m devaluing friendship when I do. I don’t ever want to devalue friendship. Real friendship between women is one of the most beautiful and sacred things on this planet and I’d never want to degrade it in any way, it’s just I want to see women romantically and sexually loving women too, in happy, mutual, real life ways. I don’t get to see it in real life often and I just crave that kind of thing in my life. It’s not fair to other women, but there you go. 

The waves are incredibly peaceful and I feel like I could fall asleep in this chair which would be ridiculous because it’s a plastic porch chair you can find a Harris Teeter for $19.99 but I am a bit sleepy, I have had a drink, I am cozy all wrapped in my blanket and hoodie, and the the ocean is quite lulling so there you go. 

I do have to say that I was proud of myself today. I did make a call to my senators about the health care thing. I don’t know what’s going to happen next but I’ll know I did the best I could signing petitions and calling both my senators. I was thankful that all I had to do was leave a quick voicemail for both senators. I was so nervous and speaking with a real person would’ve made that nervousness worse, but it was important that I do it, no matter what the final outcome. 

I’m also proud that I’ve written four stories so far this month. Four. I know that’s not a whole lot or anything and I know I have a lot of days to go but I’ve never had a start to a month like this and it feels amazing. I’ve also been invited to contribute to another person’s personal development blog and I have Wordpress installed on my web domain so I can start the next step in having my very own website - how bout that? I’d like to get it going, then post the first blog post, and THEN write for SHRPA.com and their Medium presence. I don’t, however, want to put off the post so long I don’t do it at all which is tricky. 

I spent more money than my goal. Shopping has been something I’ve used to battle anxiety and depression in the past and with the challenges I’ve been putting myself up to lately, I think my subconscious decided to throw a bit of a fit. Poor thing is a bit scared. I don’t know that it recognizes who I am any more. 

I’d very much like to head to bed, but I still need to write a story. I don’t know what I’m going to write about. Maybe I’ll do my best to get over my shit and write a story about two girls on a late night beach picnic date. 

If I can do something short - maybe just enough to get 1000 words for the night (including this which is a little over 600 at this point) then I’ll head on in to sleep. 

More updates soon. 
 
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My goal this year is to read the alphabet and by that I mean at least one title for each letter. I do intend to go a bit easy on myself for letters like "q" and "x", but I do want to get as close as possible.

But, alas, I am repeating myself!

Here's how the year is shaping up, thus far. (These are the books I've actually read and do not include any of the six I am currently reading).

A
B – Brighter Than the Sun by Julia Quinn
C
D
E – Eagle Strike by Anthony Horowitz
F
G
H – How to Marry a Marquis by Julia Quinn
I – Insatiable by Meg Cabot
J
K
L
M – Mastiff by Tamora Pierce
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T – To Catch an Heiress by Julia Quinn
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
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As I've done the "Read 50 Books in a Year" goal already (and reached it more than once), I want to do something a little different.

This year I'd like to read the alphabet.

I attempted to do this last year, but then around March I completely forgot that I had the goal and didn't remember again until around mid-October. Therefore, I have decided to try again this year.

I have decided that I am allowed to be a little lenient with "X", "Z", "U" and "Q"  as long as I don't count any novel twice. If I read something the book "The Ex-Games", I may count it towards X or E but not both. I'd say I hope that makes sense, but they're my rules for me so I don't suppose they have to make much sense to anyone else.

I will keep the list updated (I hope) as the year and hopefully my reading progresses. I am not likely to pick the books out much in advance, but suggestions are welcome, especially for tougher letters like x, z, q, u.

I'm not requiring myself to read new books. As long as I do read the book, it's fine if I've already read it. I say this probably because there's a series I'm considering revisiting. 

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B
C
D
E
F
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Hello Ladies and Gents,

Apologies for the radio silence, but I hope to be back. There's been a name change - "retail_daze" is now "kates_couch". As I'm no longer in retail, I decided it was time for a bit of a change.

The rants will likely continue to be the same as usual. It's not like the author has changed.

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