A late night train whistle makes me think about transitions - as the year turns, a time to think about journeys, routes, destinations.
"Keep up the stately work."
In the new year, I want to build more time into my schedule for thinking and writing on my own projects. Two days a week (most likely Tuesdays and Thursdays) I plan to go to a coffee shop rather than going straight home from school, and I'll write and think there until suppertime. In the past, writing and thinking in semi-public places has helped my concentration.
Read the manual for my new Dremel tool. No particular project in mind, yet. Eager to begin cutting and making holes in things, though.
Mmm. A house full of new toys, tools, and art supplies - and another week of vacation, so time to play with everything! I'll post as I go along - everything is only just out of boxes and wrapping paper and not yet fully explored.
Chugging forward with more modest versions of original project ideas - MUCH more sensible (and unusual) behavior. Having fun, too.
Several days of trying to squeeze too many projects into too few hours. Ask myself, "What's the LEAST I can do and still have a holiday celebration with family?" This question lets me drop some of the less essential (though still wonderful) ideas and focus on here and now.
Got the whole project styled in Pages, with a linked Table of Contents and everything, and then when I went to export as ePub, the TOC was stripped away. Tried again. Still gone. Will revisit the project tomorrow...
One project this week has me trying to create an ePub booklet by way of Pages. So far, it's going more smoothly than I expected.
Winter vacation approaches and we are staying in town. I think of all the projects I can't wait to begin, and then figure - maybe instead of waiting until I have some magic large block of time, maybe instead I could find a small way to start projects right away, right now... What can I do tomorrow morning, or tomorrow evening, for fifteen minutes?
At the end of the day, when I'm sleepy, I like re-reading a book I've read before - one that feels right for the moment. A familiar book can be as comforting as a good chair.
Today I emptied two junk-filled drawers in the kitchen - one seemed to be mostly filled with mismatched jar lids, the other was half-filled with candle stubs. Was ruthless in throwing things away. The drawers have been returned to their original purposes, and they now open and close easily. I'm not sure why it's taken me several years to get to it. Usually I only de-junk the stuff I can see, but now that I've discovered that this is fast and fun, I suspect I'll go after some of the other hidden junk in the days leading toward the holidays.
Feel as if this weekend is long overdue. Looking forward to time off line in the world of stuff and people.