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Moving, shaking, and generally being a twit…

So, after many moons of being graciously allowed to live in someone else’s home, my husband and I finally managed to get us our own apartment. It’s not Robin Leach quality, but it’s certainly better than a sidewalk. We can (barely) afford it and all the bills that come with it on his salary alone, which is why I’ve been trying to pick up as many freelance knitting projects as possible.

Trouble is, that directly conflicts with Nerd Wars competitions. I didn’t participate at all for the month of March, and for that I apologize to my team. I am not the only one with conflicts, apparently, since a team leader had to drop out due to real life conflicts, also.

So, with the fun that is packing refugee-style (because, let’s face it, I have the organizational skills of a five-year-old on a sugar high holding a magic marker…), trying to catch up on my schooling (I dropped to a B-average due to the move/stress relating to move), and trying to maintain the safety and education of a toddler whilst trying to squeeze in much-needed knitting time… it’s all a bit much, really.

I have started to “dwell” on what my life would have been like if I’d actually pursued the dream that I had before settling on my current goal of being a teacher. Don’t get me wrong, I love teaching, and my major hero in my life was my high school English/drama teacher… but my first love was acting and singing (yes, tied, because I want it all, dammit!). I don’t regret becoming a mother at all… I just sometimes (read as: always, lately) daydream about what it might have been like to chase down those opportunities, succeed, and be a mom at the same time.

In my off hours, I also think I’m Wonder Woman.

I’ve decided to try to focus on honing my writing skills, at the very least. I foresee a buttload of honing in the future. Especially since I don’t think successful proposal letters include the word “buttload” in them…

And enough with my ramblings… I am off to critique a fanfic (because I can, and am in the habit of subjecting myself to wildly undeserved punishment), put a child to nap, and knit a pair of TARDiS socks.

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  1. March 30, 2011 at 12:36 pm

    ” I don’t regret becoming a mother at all… I just sometimes (read as: always, lately) daydream about what it might have been like to chase down those opportunities, succeed, and be a mom at the same time.”

    I find myself wondering what life could have been like a lot lately as well. In my case I just chalk it up to a minor case of cold feet which will never amount to anything since there’s no way to go back in time 😛

    And as for fanfic – whoo-hoo Fanfic! What do you read?

    • March 30, 2011 at 1:00 pm

      Well, I *used* to run a Spike/Buffy alternate-universe fanfiction archive… back before I had a sense of what that might mean for how others perceived me… lol Now, my (guilty) reading pleasures trend towards Leverage, Fringe, and Castle. God help me.

      I warn you, they’re not for the faint of heart… Sometimes you need to be sure you’ve got an appropriate amount of bleach on your desk with which to scrub your brain and eyes after what some of these people write!

      • April 1, 2011 at 4:22 pm

        I tend to write Dragonriders of Pern fanfic… but I read a whole range of fanfics – The Harry Potter fics can get pretty creepy, and some of the Boondock Saints fics delve in to Twincest (ewewewewewewew!!!!) Man I just need brain bleach even thinking about that…

  2. April 5, 2011 at 9:42 pm

    Yeah, Supernatural fic is mostly creepy with a huge side of whatthefuckjusthappenedanddoIneedtequilanow?

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