This week, I'm feeling ambitious. I've already submitted my piece for the week, but I think I'm going to go for the gold. I'm going to submit again before the week is done. No, this will not be my new standard. That would be too hard to maintain for the rest of my life. BUT, there are a number of deadlines cropping up for several places I'd like to submit to. AND, since I'm feeling mildly energetic this week, I figure might as well go for it.
It's definitely been a challenge to produce as much material that's required for my weekly submission goal, but I"m also having a lot of fun with it. Having a reason to be creative helps get me to sit down in front of the computer and write. Not everything is my best stuff, but that's not the point right now. I'm just building a habit, getting in the rhythm of putting words down on figurative paper.
Sidebar: still loving my new job. My boss and her husband bring their dog to work with them every day. I love it. There's no better way to shake off a bad mood (or even just slip away for a small break) than having a friendly pooch waiting for affection. Today when I pulled up she kept trying to follow the car (making it difficult to pull in) because she was so excited to see me. And when I left? Even harder to pull out of a parking stall when the dog remains less than two feet from the side of your car, walking alongside it. I was worried she'd try to follow me out of the parking lot. I think she just enjoys having someone pay her a ridiculous amount of attention. It's mostly men where I work, and they usually just ignore her and well, work. Not me. I've always got time for a stream of baby talk and a tummy rub. And in return, she brightens my day, every day. Yep. This sure beats customer service