I have decided to make writing my job. I read these two posts on wordbitches and Kristen Lamb’s blog, both on treating writing like a job and realized that I owe it to myself and to my family, really, to take myself more seriously. Instead of a word count, I will be working on hours a day. I want a part time job of 20 hours a week. I have to take what I really and truly want more seriously. I want to write. So I start my new job on Monday.
The other job I am giving myself is to get in shape. I will be 40 in a year. I have written about how excited I am about this. When I mentioned in my book group that I was dreading my birthday, they asked me if it was my 30th. They drink wine during book group. A LOT of wine. But I must say I take pretty good care of my skin. I’m masking right now.
My friend Elena Aitken gave me a workout schedule to run a 5k in March and doing something with weights on off days. It may actually kill me. Right now, the only part of my body that doesn’t hurt is my fingers. Otherwise I would not be able to type this. Which is good because I’m starting my other job on Monday.
But between these two things, I’ve got to cut down on something. I jog while watching TV or I do laundry while studying medicine (by watching House or Grey’s Anatomy. Their medical experts are the closest I will get to medical school.)
So I can keep TV and laundry. I don’t clean my house now so I can’t really give that up.
I think personal hygiene may have to go because at my age it takes a REALLY long time to look good. You have to keep masks on for ten minutes and then rinse AFTER you have already washed your face. It’s a whole extra step.
I also think giving it up will give me more time to write because no one will want to be around me. But like most artists, I will sacrifice for my art.
Went through my pictures and thought this might be ok to represent bad hygiene.
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During Christmas vacation, I generally watch a season of some television series. While my children are fighting over new toys, breaking new toys, losing new toys, I enter a make believe world where problems are solved in 42 minutes or an occasional two part episode. It is a great experience for one week. If I take some Nyquil, I can have a very nice haze to go along with my delusion.
This vacation, I became addicted to Grey’s Anatomy. It started off all innocent watching the first season on Hulu while I did laundry. But then I wanted to remember how everything came together. I would have memories of certain parts and couldn’t remember how they all went together. It almost makes you want to go to medical school to find a hospital with perfect looking doctors you can work with and feel insecure about. But I don’t like blood and guts and science and math so it limits the fields of medicine I can go into. I can’t even watch my own kids throw-up. I can’t actually think of any part of medicine I can go into. Maybe Herbal Medicine.
Some people may have difficulty believing that a place could be as incestuous as Grace Hospital but after living in a small town, and going to a small educational program, I don’t disbelieve it could happen. You put men and women in a small setting with tons of pressure and all of a sudden couples start to spring up that you never thought would spring up. You start hanging out with people and not others and you are surprised at graduation that certain people are actually graduating with you and are not in a different year. It has less to do with an in-group or an out-group, and more to do with being in a pressure cooker and only seeing what is in front of you.
One thing they have got wrong, though, is that occasionally you do open up your group for selfish reasons. You sit in class and look around and notice people who you think you could learn from or who could benefit your group for some reason and then you try to recruit this person to make you better. Pressure cookers cause selfishness and it is fun to watch a show that helps you remember this.
Except that I never looked or acted perfectly while in law school like medical interns obviously do. I wore sweats a lot, but not skin-tight sweats. Instead of dancing while drunk, I danced while watching Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. I didn’t have perfect hair, but I did try to make my hair like Sarah Jessica Parker’s in Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. It did not help me get a guy. It helped take the edge off of Tort law, though.
And I relate to Meredith. Not because I have anything in common with her AT ALL, except that the adjectives for her are “Dark and Twisted.” I think those words describe me. I have dark red hair and I am the world’s best Twister player.
Any series additions out there or am I all alone on Hulu?