A phrase in the book caught my attention. Something about a triangle of a family... I don't remember exactly. And an idea for something I wanted to write started buzzing in the back of my head. But unfortunately, my attention was split between trying to follow the story line and trying not to fall on my ass in a puddle of half-frozen mud.
When I tried to reconstruct the idea today, I had lost the thread and it ended up just sounding random. But my point is, spring is almost here. And with spring comes sunshine and sure-footedness.
And then?
Then I will be a force to be reckoned with.
This perfectly describes what I did and how I felt today. Suddenly I recall that Will Ferrel movie where there's a narrator living inside his head. Whoa.
ReplyDelete'force to be reckoned with ' would be an awesome blog name :) hi!
ReplyDeletesounds like my ADD. spring is like ritalin.
ReplyDeleteDB -I'd gladly be your narrator (but without the chain smoking and suicidal tendencies.)
ReplyDeleteMaggie May - Hi! It would, but it would be a lot to live up to.
Patty - spring is my prozac.
That is why I spend half my day scribbling furiously on random ripped up bits of junk paper and shoving them in my wallet. I can't even wait long enough to get my passcode in my phone to use the notes section there.
ReplyDeleteThe fun part is trying to decipher the chicken scrawl and wondering why I thought my ideas were any good in the first place.
We hit 80 degrees here on Friday. I nearly died.