Just putting this down somewhere...
I constantly think in the back of my mind somewhat wistfully that I wish I were doing more of certain activities.
Included amongst them:
- walking (though I do generally do this a fair bit when I'm not freezing)
- reading
- composing
- cooking
- planning (and executing (and oh dear, that is such a project management phrase)) social activities
- sewing (mostly costuming)
- visiting people (somewhat local folks, but also farther afield folks whom I do not see often enough)
I am going to try to keep some sort of notation when I'm doing these things, I think. Theoretically a journal is not a bad idea for a place to put it, and heavens knows I'm not using it for too much else...
So in that spirit:
This weekend I cooked my bastardized (vegetarian) version of chilaquiles (which I should make a note to finish more of off in the next couple days before I leave for NY).
I also read Mastiff (by Tamora Pierce) (which I need to give back to Lynne).
Yesterday I did a small amount of composition (for Stranger Ways as we work on our next album - yay :)) that should be possible to flesh out into a complete song... providing we can lyricsify it, which I am the suck at.
And I've done some walking... maybe I should start trying to carry a pedometer with me or something to work out exactly what I'm doing here.
On the less successful front... I tried to rally a bunch of us to go do a dinner out for Restaurant Week and failed abysmally. Comedically. Ridiculously.
Basic summary:
Last week:
Me (to Beth): We should Restaurant Week.
Beth: We should! Haz free times?
Me: Buh? Um. Next Monday, Wednesday or Thursday, possibly?
Beth: Wednesday could work.
Me: OK! *sends email to five people, asking about freeness on Wednesday*
Person 1: I can't do that!
Person 2: Unfortunately, I'm now sick!
Me: Wait, I actually can't do Wednesday either, now!
Beth: And me neither.
All: Uh. Victory?
*headdesk*
So yeah. In the future, I really need to cordon off some Restaurant Week time in advance and actually plan with more than just one possible day available.
Included amongst them:
- walking (though I do generally do this a fair bit when I'm not freezing)
- reading
- composing
- cooking
- planning (and executing (and oh dear, that is such a project management phrase)) social activities
- sewing (mostly costuming)
- visiting people (somewhat local folks, but also farther afield folks whom I do not see often enough)
I am going to try to keep some sort of notation when I'm doing these things, I think. Theoretically a journal is not a bad idea for a place to put it, and heavens knows I'm not using it for too much else...
So in that spirit:
This weekend I cooked my bastardized (vegetarian) version of chilaquiles (which I should make a note to finish more of off in the next couple days before I leave for NY).
I also read Mastiff (by Tamora Pierce) (which I need to give back to Lynne).
Yesterday I did a small amount of composition (for Stranger Ways as we work on our next album - yay :)) that should be possible to flesh out into a complete song... providing we can lyricsify it, which I am the suck at.
And I've done some walking... maybe I should start trying to carry a pedometer with me or something to work out exactly what I'm doing here.
On the less successful front... I tried to rally a bunch of us to go do a dinner out for Restaurant Week and failed abysmally. Comedically. Ridiculously.
Basic summary:
Last week:
Me (to Beth): We should Restaurant Week.
Beth: We should! Haz free times?
Me: Buh? Um. Next Monday, Wednesday or Thursday, possibly?
Beth: Wednesday could work.
Me: OK! *sends email to five people, asking about freeness on Wednesday*
Person 1: I can't do that!
Person 2: Unfortunately, I'm now sick!
Me: Wait, I actually can't do Wednesday either, now!
Beth: And me neither.
All: Uh. Victory?
*headdesk*
So yeah. In the future, I really need to cordon off some Restaurant Week time in advance and actually plan with more than just one possible day available.