Almost February? Seriously?

by Amy

What happened to my New Year? It’s now more of a Gently Used Year. I have tried it on and gone out in it a few times, but it doesn’t really fit the way I want it to.

Unfortunately, the time-space continuum can’t support my request for an exchange at this moment.

Oh well. I am trying to make the most of what is turning out to be a fairly uninspiring year. I guess, when you end one year by getting married, the beginning of the following year may seem like kind of a dud.

Especially if you ring in that following year with your newly-minted husband kicking the ever-loving crap out of you in Scrabble. I guess I should have known that picking a freakishly smart partner would have at least a teeny drawback.

But I’m trying. The Mr. Thor part of life is awesome, despite his obnoxious trait of being smarter than me.

The work part of life is… well, to put it mildly, let’s all remember that “work” is a 4-letter word (Thanks for the reminder, PJ).

I have had trouble with the “other” category, though. I have had a hard  time getting going on creative projects and writing. I am creeping through books and magazines that I check out of the library. I am barely baking.

Honestly, the barely baking part is intentional. I am trying to not weigh so much, over here. When I bake, I eat – simple as that.

I did manage to crank out a few words on a short story yesterday, so I guess I’ll take that as progress. I also made buckwheat pancakes this morning, which is kind of like baking… right?

Can we start over?