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Crazy, I’m feeling crazy

April 23, 2010 By pia

What happens when you can write forever?  Edit yourself pretty decently?  But the outline and what is this about?  Ha!!!!!!

I need to get this book finished.  I have never wanted something so much.  I’m beginning to lose focus and one thing I’ve always had when it came to writing or work in general was focus.  I don’t want to be “she has NLD, so of course she can’t do it.”  No I don’t want that at all.

Shayna did the graphic years ago.  I would use it for my blog template as I love it but white writing on black–no!  I’m thinking of getting cards made with the info on the back. Whenever I can’t do,  I design cards.  Kind of like a nervous tic

And when I don’t design cards I do home improvement.  Constantly.  Eldon, the contractor turned handyman turned house husband replaced some boards on the patio deck this morning.  I looked at Darryl’s house next door and wondered why when he had his deck redone he used the same ancient boards–new ones would cost $400-$500 total; composite about a thousand.  Too pricey for me but if my boards looked so bad nobody would want to set foot on the patio I would borrow from myself for the bazillionth time.  (Our homes are called patio houses as they have large decks on the second floor; I love living in a beach cottage all year round)

I only wondered about Darryl’s boards because Darryl told me how much federal taxes he paid this year. Did I ask?  Of course not.  Were we discussing taxes or money or anything like that?  Of course not.  I like Darryl a lot. He’s my de facto attorney and has given me great legal advice.  But in NY while money is the primary subject of conversation, next to real estate and schools, nobody ever says specific numbers except for real estate sales.  Here people spout out numbers.  Find that strange.

Next week the gate to my downstairs deck will be painted.  Then I hope home improvement spring 2010 will be over.  Though I welcome the distractions.  But please, I need to work.  Really work.  I’m losing faith in myself and that’s always a bad thing.

Though I’m calm enough to lie down on a chaise and read.  I’m never this calm.  Never!!  I hope calmness doesn’t equal lack of ambition.

Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged With: blogging, nld, non verbal learning disorder, writing

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Comments

  1. Bone says

    April 25, 2010 at 8:03 am

    Nice try, but I refuse to change your official song from Brenda Lee to Patsy Cline 🙂

  2. cooper says

    April 25, 2010 at 3:06 pm

    I so want to meet Eldon.

    You could have that graphic made into a large background with the post areas and sidebar being of a lighter color.

  3. pia says

    April 25, 2010 at 3:48 pm

    @Bone
    I’m thinking of a Johnny Cash one 🙂

  4. pia says

    April 25, 2010 at 3:50 pm

    @cooper
    Eldon refuses to be photographed or have any publicity. He’s the Garbo of house husbands.

  5. Doug says

    April 28, 2010 at 1:23 pm

    One Part At A Time, Pia?

  6. sage says

    April 30, 2010 at 6:25 am

    I want to review your book! Home improvements can wait, but the beach can’t.

  7. TC says

    May 4, 2010 at 7:21 pm

    I’m with Sage. The beach cannot wait.

    Also, I think Patsy’s song is perfectly acceptable.

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Then I hated everything about the suburbs. Yet somehow I lived in a few great Long Island Sound towns after high school.

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