It turns out that I’m much better suited to giving something up than adding something in. I can handle the “withdrawal” issues of giving up chocolate or internet, or soda (not caffeine mind you, with true withdrawal issues) much easier than forcing myself to spend 30 minutes each day writing. Last week I was at 7 of 8, but only 5 of those were “on time”.
This week, I managed to pull off 4 of 7, plus make up for the one missed last week.
Continue reading Lent 2010: Week 2
“It wasn’t my fault,” I’d say to St. Peter if he called me on how well I did this first week.
“I was in Vegas for the first few days. I tried, but there was so much–”
“Sin?” he’d ask with one eyebrow arched as he jotted a note down with his quill on a gilded page.
Continue reading Lenten Promise 2010: Week 1 Judgement Day
There are lots of things I could go without for a while. A few weeks ago I realized that I’d let the Internet take hold of me and considered another 40 day purge. This produced a surprising reaction in a few friends who reminded me that at the end of it I was miserable and there were lots of things I said I wouldn’t ever do again. I remember feeling isolated, and now is not the time to try that again. Plus, I have loads more internet friends this time around. I’d hate to vanish on them for nearly 2 months. I tried sussing out the details, to come up with a schedule/set of restrictions that made sense, but by the time it was all over, I realized I should just do those things anyway and I wasn’t really “sacrificing” as much as fixing. Plus, Lent was fast approaching and I didn’t really have that much time to plan.
Continue reading My Lenten Promise: 2010
did you miss me? i missed you.
i come bearing a gift and the promise of more, soon.
first off, the gift: my favorite martini to help remind murmur.com that i exist.
and now, the promises: assuming sick babies get better soon, there should be new images coming your way via flickr, a blog post or 2 on charlotte’s site (because going offline took her offline, too), and a post here with the “snapshots” i took while i was away from you for 46 days. don’t worry, i didn’t record something every day. sometimes not even once a week.
for now, though, i’m off to see if the sick baby might want some turkey or bananas for “lunch”.