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A Book & A Cup of Tea

Tuesdays are always tough for me. It is typically my day of work meetings, and today was no different. It started with a fundraising campaign planning session, then touched base with the website team about an upcoming launch. This was followed by a sales call to run ads for an upcoming program, and then I ended the day with a 30-minute calendar update.

And then, I have just about an hour or so to catch up with my family over dinner and walk the dog before my writing workshop begins from 7-10 pm.

On top of all of this, I have a sore throat, and I’m not feeling the good writing vibes this evening. For tonight, I’m going to curl up with a good book and a cup of tea with lots of honey. I’m sure I’ll get my voice back – both physically and literally – in the morning.

Good night friends!

Blogger-in-Training

In a few days, I am starting a new month-long blog challenge. I’m always excited to begin, and I have high hopes of reaching the ultimate goal – 31 posts in 31 days. Typically, I approach these challenges with very little planning. I write posts every day based on the same question everyone sees when they log on to Facebook – “what’s on your mind, Elisa?” This is usually all it takes for me to start putting words to paper. Some days, this approach works well. Other times, I crash and burn and find myself with nothing to write. Or worse, self-doubt and writer’s block kicks in and paralyzes me for days.

But this month is different. I am what you might call – a blogger-in-training, a B.I.T. for short. Yes, I’ve been a blogger for several years now, but sometimes I have to go back to the basics, break some bad habits, and create new ones.

Over the last six weeks, I have become a student of creative nonfiction and essays. I rejoined my writer’s group. I am getting up early and engaging in daily writing sprints, shitty first drafts with the potential to become blog posts someday. I’ve identified a spot in my house where I can write without a lot of distractions. I found an accountability buddy to share ideas with and keep each other motivated to reach our writing goals. I’ve even pre-planned a few posts (which is so unlike me).

And, I’ve made sure we have plenty of coffee in the house.

I still have a few more good writing habits to tackle like exercising, getting outdoors, finding ways to fill my well with stories and ideas away from the computer screen. This B.I.T. means business, though, and during this challenge, I’ll continue to push myself.

And, I hope you will come along for the ride by reading my posts, sharing them with others, commenting, and cheering me on.

Let’s do this!

 

Vaccine Day!

It has been quite a year, hasn’t it? I know because the Facebook memories that pop up for me lately are quite telling. In January, my entire family went to dinner to celebrate Jenna’s birthday. The following month, we did it all over again for mine. At the end of February, Scott and I had box seats at the Flyers game. We sat at center ice and marveled at how we could see all the action right in front of us as the wait staff served us beer and sandwiches. Basically, we enjoyed how the other half lives.

I’m pretty sure that was the night I got COVID. I still remember sitting elbow to elbow with fellow hockey fans. We screamed and shouted into the crowd at each goal and penalty. Exchanging high fives with strangers was the norm. We passed everyone’s food down the aisle and then passed cash back to the waitress. It was definitely not a social-distanced event (not that it would have been at that point).

At the beginning of March, I was sicker than I had been in my entire life. While I was never officially diagnosed with COVID-19 (because testing was not easily accessible early on), I had a nasty cough and congestion, awful headaches, no sense of taste or smell, and total exhaustion. I could barely speak on the phone with my family and friends because my voice was shot. I just slept and coughed and tried to do all the things that needed to get done. It took me three weeks to fully recover, and because I didn’t have shortness of breath or a high fever (thank goodness), this probably would be considered a mild case of the virus.

As the outside world shut down and the kids switched to online learning, and no one knew what to believe; I wrote this in one of my blog posts:

“It feels like a typical Saturday, but it is anything but typical. Right now, all I want to do is go out to dinner with friends. I don’t want to cook. I don’t want to clean up. I don’t want to order takeout. I want to sit in a restaurant, order a drink and catch up with people.”

Not much has changed. And little did I know that it would be a year before any of us would start to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

The vaccine is now available, and because I’m nowhere near my goal weight right now, I’m eligible. And after weeks of trying to get an appointment, I found out yesterday that it was my turn to receive the first dose.

I’ve never seen so many people happy to get a shot in the arm. It was easy to see the big smiles behind the face masks. People took selfies with the medical staff and in the observation room. There was finally some joy to be had by all.

Soon, we will all be able to hug our friends and family, eat out instead of takeout, go on vacation, and celebrate milestones in person. For the first time, my world felt a lot brighter.

 

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