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SOC Sunday: How DO I relax?

Figuring out how to relax has been a challenge since I had Noah, and not just because it’s hard to find time.

It’s hard to figure out what I want to do to relax.

Maybe that doesn’t make a lot of sense, but it seems to be true. A lot of times I end up just sitting around, playing on the computer or watching television, and it leaves me feeling sort of unfulfilled.

It’s been better lately because I’ve been using some of my spare time to do things I enjoy, like writing and cooking. Those things may seem like work for some people, but I get relaxation through creativity, I guess. I enjoy learning new things and trying new recipes, so I guess that’s why it relaxes me.

Pinterest has definitely fed the cooking habit, which I think is a good thing. I’ve tried a lot of new recipes.

If I’m tired and wanting to relax, I guess it’s a bit of a different story. Ideally I like to head out of the house and grab a cup of coffee at Barnes and Noble and read or play on my computer or write. Blogging tends to be pretty relaxing for me, and I actually really enjoy the freelance writing work I do.

Beyond that, I guess the other relaxing thing I do is window shopping, which is something it’s a little more difficult to find time for these days. But I love to go and browse at the local thrift store and our local salvage store to see if I can find some great deals or possible components for a DIY project (I’ve just started that, thanks to Pinterest).

So those are a few things that help relax me.

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Today I’m linking up with all.things.fadra for Stream of Consciousness Sunday.  It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
  • Link up your post at all.things.fadra.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.
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SOC Sunday: The winter doldrums

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As usually, I am linking up with my friend Fadra for Stream of Consciousness Sunday. Today’s Writing Prompt: How does winter make you feel and what do you do with those feelings?

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It’s funny, I was just thinking about this yesterday when I took Noah out for a walk. Mostly that I can hardly wait for summer. Then I thought about the heat and humidity of June, July and August in Alabama and decided that it’s really spring I’m looking forward to.

We’ll be celebrating Noah’s birthday. The weather will be warmer, and we’ll be able to go on walks every day unless it’s raining. Brighter days are ahead.

I’ve frequently thought of Counting Crows’ Long December throughout this winter. It has been a long, tough few months for me this time. It was my first winter and first holiday season without my dad, and it was tough. Add to that the fact that I’ve been dealing with postpartum depression for several months and also that I decided to try to come off my  meds, and it’s been a sort of trying season.

But for me that just makes spring seem that much brighter. Maybe I’m fooling myself into thinking it’ll be something better than it is, but that doesn’t stop me from looking forward to it. I think back to that fortune cookie I wrote about sometime in the past couple of weeks, the one that said I would have great joy when the flowers bloom.

I hope it’s true. I feel like the Long December is coming to a close for me, and I’m glad. Typically I don’t have as hard a time during the winter as I did this year, so I hope that next year will be different but that I’ll go into it having survived the hardest winter of my life and bearing more knowledge and strength because of it.

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
  • Link up your post at All Things Fadra.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

SOC Sunday: Undistracted free time? What’s that?

#SOCsunday This is my first time doing Stream of Consciousness Sunday in a while, and this is a great prompt from Fadra. Of course, it mostly prompted me to ramble, but I was distracted, see?

Today’s prompt: When you sit down to write a post, do you get dedicated, devoted time? Are you surrounded by distractions, mental or physical?

When I first read Fadra’s prompt for today, my immediate reaction was, “Ha. Hahahahaha. Oh, that’s funny.”

I really don’t get a lot of undistracted writing time, but when I do I like to crank out several blog posts at once. I think that’s probably how a lot of moms do it.

A good example of what my writing time usually looks like: As I sit here now, I have a cup of coffee on my right and a babbling baby on my left. He is saying, “Ma ma. Na na nu nu. ah ah ah ah.” And he’s throwing every toy I hand him into the floor. Pleasant. And incredibly distracting.

I also write a lot of posts during my lunch hour at work. That’s a little less distracting, but there’s always the potential for being interrupted since I’m still working away in my office. It’s a little easier though.

There are those rare nights where I set aside time after Noah’s asleep (usually on nights when Bobby has gone out to do something), and I feel like I probably get the most writing done on those occasions. Of course, I’m also easily distracted without extra help from baby or hubby, so I often turn to the internet, television or a book (Harry Potter, of late …so worth the re-read) to put off writing.

And there’s likely the crux of the issue. I would get a lot more done if I wasn’t a procrastinator and a bit lazy. I like to waste time doing mindless stuff. Part of it might be because I write as a profession, so I spend a lot of my work time writing. But the bigger part really is just that I fill my time at home — my free time, mind you, not time with Noah and Bobby — with sort of pointless stuff a lot of the time.

Well, now I need to figure out what to do about it. I guess it’s good that I’ve put it out there, but I kind of feel like I’ve put it out there before and nothing’s changed. So hopefully I will be able to start making some small changes. Eh, who knows?

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
  • Link up your post at All Things Fadra.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

SOC Sunday: Joe Paterno deserved what he got

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I had some trouble with this particular Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s a little all over the place, and as you’ll see, I restarted it several times. It’s not exactly an easy topic.

I also have a bit of a different perspective on the whole issue as someone who works in media relations for a university. I’d say there are certain aspects of the issue I wanted to avoid, so this really is less of a straight SOC post than a bit of word vomit related to Joe Paterno and Penn State.

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I’m totally cheating on this SOC Sunday because I keep starting and stopping and restarting. This is such a tough topic, but it’s one I’ve been wanting to write about this week.

I don’t know everything that went down at Penn State, but I know it sure wasn’t pretty. A coach who had been there for decades and who most people believed would be there until he died got canned, and he deserved it, in my opinion.

The story, for those of you who have been living under a rock for the past week or two, is that one of Paterno’s assistants had been raping boys for quite some time. These were boys who had been attendees at football camps or part of some charity organization that the team sponsored (I’m a little unclear on the details of that). A “graduate assistant” (who was not some meek little geeky kid … he was a 28-year-old former PSU quarterback who had just tried out for an NFL team something like a week before this happened) witnessed Nasty McNasterson in the act of raping a little boy, and rather than trying to stop him or calling the police … the coward called his dad.

Eventually, the story moved up through the ranks, and basically no one wanted to take responsibility for it. No one wanted to risk his career or the “integrity” of the football program or the reputation of the university in order to protect little boys from a filthy pervert.

Saturday was PSU’s first game without Paterno since 1950, from what I read. Fans held a vigil outside his house. There were riots on campus. Penn State’s players pledged to give him the game ball if they won.

I’m glad they didn’t. Paterno may not have been the one doing the deed, but he allowed it to continue. I hate that a legendary coach like that had his career end this way, but it deserved to be ended, and I don’t think anyone should be mourning the loss of Paterno.

What people should be mourning is the loss of innocence for however many boys were raped in those hallowed halls of Penn State’s stadium (whatever it’s called). It’s pitiful that a person in power, who should be someone that’s looked up to, abused his power and abused those basically helpless little boys in such a way.

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
  • Link up your post at All Things Fadra.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

SOC Sunday: Ramblings

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This is my first attempt at a Stream of Consciousness Sunday post, and it was a little scary. I made it through, though, and I think putting myself … including a few imperfections … out there like this is good for me. So here it goes!

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I have to admit to being a little nervous about doing this whole stream of consciouslness writing thing. I find myself wanting to stop, think, edit. Because that’s what I do. I’m an editor.

I’m sitting here on a Sunday morning, watching Noah roll around in the floor, just kind of reveling in how good life. is. I’ve got some music on, and I think about how this is sort of a form of having church.

And now I’m stuck again. Seriously, this stream of consciouness thing is hard! I’m such a perfectionist and always have been. When I was a kid, I can remember very clearly loving being right and knowing things. My mom and Meemaw teased me by calling me Miss Correct-all. I think Correctol (sp?) was some sort of anti-constipation mediicne. Or something. Miss Correct-All was definitely not a compliment, and it made me thinkg that maybe being smart and knowing thinggs wasn’t such a great thing after all.

That’s sort of sad in many ways, because I was a fairly smart kid. I had an interest in knowing more and reading and writing and being imaginitive. I sort of miss those days. I rarely find time to read these days, and I want to. I sit down to write, and the words don’t come as freely as they used to. I’m scared of making mistakes, soudning stupid, not being good enough.

Welp, that’s pretty sad. And again, I’m finding myself getting lost for words. I just checked the timer and am cursing the fact that I’m a fast typer. Now I’m getting a little lost in the song that’s playing on iTunes, and it’s making writing a little more difficult.

Noah is playing with a book. I hope that he loves to read like I did when I was a kid, and like his dad still does now. I want him to know that knowing things and being creative and really just being a kid are valuable things that he shouldn’t feel bad about. I think a lot about the way I want to do things differently from what I experienced as a kid, but it’s hard. And my five minutes is up.

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Get the badge and link up your post at All Things Fadra.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.