One Week Later
So one week after the last post, I'm still struggling to write a post. I've got something to talk about but somehow drafting it takes a lot of energy on my part.
Some days, writing comes easily. Other days, like lately, it's like pulling teeth.
Despite this obstacle, I'm finding so many little things that make me happy. I choose to be happy.
Costco's rotisserie chicken makes me so very happy. It's so good I have to snack on it on the drive home.
Another happy occasion happened when I finally got to see BREAKING DAWN Part 2. I'm so pathetic. A woman of my age should not be watching these kinds of films; but I suppose it's the romantic bone in my body that make me crave these chick flicks.
In addition, my kitties continue to make me happy. I love watching them sleep. I love playing with them. Buster has gotten to be very vocal and we engage in full blown conversations. I don't care if you call me crazy cat lady, but Buster and I understand
Hopefully I will find the inspiration to write more, because first and foremost it makes me happy.