Twinkle

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It’s the last month, and the only thing the prompt makes me think of is a screenshot I found on Pinterest of a Tumblr post.

a poem that floats around Pinterest, from Tumblr

It reads:

twinkle twinkle, little star
why is art so fucking hard

up above the world so high
i can’t draw the other eye

twinkle twinkle little fuck
dammit
what the
i give up

tumblr users sweetmotherofhandgrenades and yumatsukomo, per the screenshot

Why does this bring me such joy? I do not know, but it does. I’ve seen extended versions, too, I swear, but can I find them at this moment, when I’m writing this last, mandatory blog post of the year?

No. No, I cannot.

But this is my contribution to the world. Please, enjoy.

Thankful

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I am thankful for Bliss Kiss’s nail oil. It does a really good job of healing my cuticles (which I have a tendency to bother with until my cuticles are a hot mess) when I remember to use it regularly.

I am thankful for my family. Despite my significant lack of self-confidence, I am raising two good kids with my husband. We do good. My kids are awesome.

I am thankful for my furbabies. They are buttheads sometimes, but they’re cats. They’re supposed to be. They love us and they’re even warming up to my husband who wants them to like him but isn’t around as often as it takes to get them comfortable.

I am thankful for how hard my husband works to support our family. He’s taken on additional hours to help get us on-budget to get out of debt. I know it’s hard on him but I am more grateful than I can say for what he does.

I am thankful for the upcoming holiday season. I am slowly working out how to make Christmas joyful again for me instead of the positive-energy-suck it’s been for the last several years. I’m working on it.

I am thankful to realize I don’t have to keep liking things I don’t like anymore just because I used to like them. That means unsubscribing from RSS feeds of comics I don’t like anymore, and un-Patreon-ing people whose content I don’t enjoy anymore. If I’m sticking with a thing out of guilt, that’s not the right reason, and I’m going to be happier without it 95% of the time.

I am thankful for the uncluttering I have done in my life. I am freer for it, and I look forward to doing some more in the coming weeks.

I am thankful for my friends. You know who you are. Thank you for sticking with me even though I’m basically Eeyore inside a Tigger facade.

I am thankful for the times that motivational stuff resonates with me. It doesn’t always (like right now), but I greatly appreciate the times my headspace allows it in because I feel so much better when it does.

There’s so much else I’m thankful for. Mostly, I’m so very thankful that sharing my gratitudes is no longer uncomfortable. It felt very “woo-woo” for a very long time. Uncomfortable. Cheesy. Something Not To Be Shared. But now it’s not, and that’s very helpful to me.

Shiver

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The temperatures are finally in the range where I wish I’d planned ahead and worn my jacket in the morning, but still warm enough that I’ll forget that jacket in the afternoon.

It’s cool enough that yesterday, meeting a friend to exchange greetings (and dinner), my knees shook as the rain misted us and the temps failed to reach 60.

It’s not quite cold enough that I need multiple blankets to avoid freezing at night, and (hopefully) no one has yet turned on the heat in the house. I’m pretty sure we still have some trapped heat from summer inside our walls.

On a slightly different note, I watched a horror movie last night called Hell House LLC. Apparently it’s a series, and there are two others to see still. The thing is, though, is that I don’t like horror films. My level of scary movie is zombies and Resident Evil. World War Z is one of my favorite films (the book wasn’t as good). I enjoyed many seasons of The Walking Dead (but I didn’t finish it) and the first couple seasons of Fear the Walking Dead.

So why did I watch Hell House LLC? Someone I follow on Twitter said it was so good, and there were two others, and the film’s description made it look like a documentary.

I like documentaries.

I had to wash the taste of that film out of my head with The 12 Dates of Christmas, and I realize it’s ridiculously early for holiday romance films but it was absolutely necessary. I still found myself thinking about Hell House LLC about 5 a.m. when I was trying to go back for a few extra minutes of sleep.

That’s all I have for this month’s post. At this point, I think it might be more than enough.

…shiver…

Crunch

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Spicy Doritos

Taco Bell #10

That piece of random something in the hot dog that shouldn’t be there

Overcooked pork pot stickers

Chocolate pieces in Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia

Beetles under your shoe

Bumper meeting bumper

Autumn leaves on late September mornings

Popcorn

The spine of a new book

Good celery, cucumbers, and apple slices

Gravel

Dry toast

This pointless, rambly bit of nonfiction is brought to you by the letter Autumn. Have a lovely week!

Sky, the: (reach for it)

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I am going to shamelessly steal this blog prompt (so I can keep the streak going) and use it for my own nefarious purposes. I could talk about pretty clouds or rainbows (see the lovely featured image), but what I really wanted to talk about for a moment was “reaching for the sky.” (I wanted to find another way to phrase it, but all the ideas I had didn’t quite fit, so we’re sticking with this one.)

In my last post I talked about impulse spending, more or less. I heard about a conference, I immediately wanted to go, and I wanted to buy the most expensive VIP ticket because I have no idea why – it’s out of my budget and my comfort zone.

But I got it in my head, so okay. I’ve done this before. I’ll tell myself, “If I could earn $X by Y date, then I’ll do it.”

I have never once earned $X by Y date, nor even come close to even attempting it after I decided to.

So, as is my habit, I said to myself, “Self, give yourself 3 weeks to earn half the ticket price. If you can raise the $900 by August 21st, then get that damn VIP ticket. Earning so much so fast will prove to you that it can be done, and earning the rest of the money will be easy before the conference date arrives. And if you don’t earn the $900, get the cheapest ticket available anyway. It sounds like a really great opportunity, and you wouldn’t have to pay for a hotel because there is family nearby to couch surf with.”

Much to my surprise, I started finding some of the money. I asked my place of business to pay me for some furniture they’d offered to pay me for a year ago, but that I hadn’t taken action on, and got more than I asked for. I fulfilled some surveys and offers on Swagbucks (referral link – ask me for tips if you join) and was able to cash out another good chunk, and combine it with other previously cashed out chunks.

So far, I have gotten more than 1/3 of the way to my August 21st goal.

Oh. My. Goodness. I honestly can’t believe this is working.

But it is. I’m considering trying out being a driver for a meal delivery service to earn another 1/6 of the goal. I’m writing again because it’s an absolute fact that my words earn money, and the more words that are out there, the more money I will earn. Now, being a driver for the meal delivery service won’t earn the entire amount, and the words aren’t likely to generate that much so quickly.

The point isn’t that they’ll earn quickly, the point is that they’re out of my comfort zone. Miles outside.

I went ahead the moment I decided to try to earn the funds and requested the time off of work. I emailed the family member to ask if they’ll be in town, ensuring there’s someone who will ask how I’m doing, do I have tickets yet, etc. I told my husband, my kids, and my parents that I’m doing this thing, and while there is some confusion as to how I’m going to earn so much so quickly (on my part as well as theirs), everyone is on board. One of my parents may even come with me to spend time with the family I’ll be staying with when I go.

I am reaching for the sky.