I'm bored so I thought I'd play on my journal.
This morning I had the most amazing yoga session. Like 'Scuse me while I touch the sky, amazing. I can't remember the last time I felt that good afterward. Like everything was right in the world and everything was all right with me. Total peace and relaxation.
I ran errands, tried to shop for clothes for work. The clothes situation is getting frustrated. Okay, I'm plus sized. Does that mean I have to wear something huge, unflattering or clingy? Apparently so since every single item I tried was either too small, too clingy, or made me look like a shapeless lump. I am not shapeless. I have a very attractive shape, just not one that the designers seem to think is attractive. Their loss, and mine too since I can't find a single thing that fits!!!
Ok, rant off because I'll ruin that lovely relaxation thing I've got going on.
I haven't done any writing in the past few days but I have gotten ideas. And I may have a beta for Downtime in Las Vegas. Jacey has read all 20-something chapters and commented on a few typos. If he's going to point out typos then he might as well be a beta. BWAAHAHAHAAAAA!!!
I'm going to start cleaning this week. I hate to say this, but I think clutter is killing my creativity. I hate admitting that. I happen to like clutter. But it's getting on my nerves. So are the gifts my ex gave me. Everyone says I should keep them because eventually they'll have emotional meaning to me. It's been over 5 years, isn't that enough time to consider emotional meaning? If I don't have it 5 years later then I doubt I'm going to remember the gifts with fondness. I am considering the financial value of the gifts though; in a few years I may be able to sell them for a nice price. But they're cluttering up my space. I have no room for anything new!
I'll deal with the clutter later, and the ex-bf stuff. I should get rid of the clutter on my desk though, it is distracting.
I also using the journal to keep from having to do real work online. Like searching for somewhere cheap to get new glasses. Or to get new parts for my car. Oh well, off to google I go!