Writers just gotta write. I talked to someone recently who asked if he could be considered a writer. He's written extensive essays on various topics and enjoys it very much. He replied, "Don't you have to get PAID for writing to be called one?" I didn't even have to ponder that one. NO.
Often I write because I just don't want my thoughts to stay in my head. I have to get them out somehow and then see it in written form. A way to sort things out. And often my best thoughts don't end up in a blog in a public forum because they are too personal and just for me. BUT BOY ARE THEY GOOD! (smile)
Today was just an ordinary day though. Full of activity. My broken ice maker saga came to an end after finally getting a repair person who knew what they were doing. But the hot water heater conched out too and a repairman came and fixed that as well. He came the same day I called. That never happens... not to ME anyway. So Yay! Back in business. I also fixed my counter bar stools... Though they won't be the swivel kind anymore, they work and look as good as new... and I saved a few hundred bucks from buying new ones! Yay again.
I had a dopey moment this morning in Target when I realized not only did I not have my reusable bags for my purchase, but I didn't have my wallet either! I probably do this about once a year (forget my wallet) and today was my day! E M B A R R A S S I N G !! I guess all things work out for the good though, because after telling my mom about it she said, "You always make me feel better".... Uh.... ok.... thanks.... I think. That's not the first time I shared a story of my goofiness and had someone tell me I make them feel better about themselves!!
Glad I can help!
So as I sit outside now with a homemade biscotti that I just accidentally dropped into my hot cup of coffee, I am thankful. Thankful that no matter what we do as long as it's done with a clear conscience and in love things will be okay. Don't let anyone ever make you feel "less than" or as though you don't measure up to their standards. No one walks in your shoes except... you. Do what you believe is right and LIVE... And try to have a forgiving heart. And for goodness sake, learn how to laugh at yourself. I've heard if you do you'll never run out of things to laugh about!
Love always wins.
LOL, Kathi...I loved this post. Your Mom is funny...and glad you accidentally dropped your biscotti in the right place! ; )
ReplyDeleteWow! Thanks for the encouragement for your fellow writers! This is a nice post, so glad you have your parents still and that you appreciate them so.
ReplyDeleteYour humor really shows through today.... It really helps to have a positive outlook. Your post today made me laugh. Thanks : )
ReplyDeleteWell if you have to drop your biscotti, at least you had a good aim! I've forgotten my wallet before too - or the card I wanted to use. Very frustrating but...tomorrow is always another day. You're right - we just have to be able to laugh at ourselves and keep moving forward. I write to release feelings too - I always feel better when I'm done!
ReplyDeleteI liked what you said about being a writer. I have never been paid or published for any written thing, but I definitely consider myself a writer.
ReplyDeleteI always love your posts - but I love when I feel your playfulness and mischief come across. Reminds me of Lynay days and the time that I totally got you to spin in your own chair. (o:
Also, I pulled into the wrong lane at Walmart the other night and I had more than 20 items in my cart. The lady behind me was quick to snap at me about it being 20 items or less. I immediately thought of you and laughed out loud a little bit. I left the lane and ended up scoring one that had just opened up and didn't have to wait at all. I waved at her while she was still in line and told her to have a good night. (o: