Sunday Confessions

I'm a wee bit worried: Ok....maybe not a wee bit. But a lot worried. Tomorrow is my MRI and I'm not sure I'm ready for the results. I know. I know. It could be nothing, but anytime your doctors say, "Hmmm......that lump shouldn't be there" I can't help but freak the fuck out! So here is to hoping it's just an angry, inflamed knot of muscles or a cyst and not my wild imagination keeps thinking it is.

Blogging Burnout: I dunno. Part of me wants to just start all over. But another part of me thinks I've participated in too many blogging chats and skimmed too many "how to and how not to blog" lists and blah blah blah. Do ya'll get that way? Cruise along for a good bit of time and then think "Nope, time to divert course!"?

Bout of Books: I'm crusing right along with this weeks read-a-thon. I've managed to complete part 1 of my challenge, which was to read for an hour a day. We are good to go there. But actually finishing a book has been another issue all of its own. How, if I am reading an hour a day, am I unable to complete a single title? Easy--I'm back to picking really awful titles to read. So awful in fact, I'm not even noting via Goodreads that I've started them because I'm not sure I'm going to even finish them. Thankfully though, I'm not immersed in Riveted which is proving to be at least halfway decent at this point. Not sure I'm going to have it finished by today, but it's at least not been a total fail of a read-a-thon!

People Woes: At this point, if someone is breathing, they are most likely jumping all over my last nerve. I'm so sick of whiny, bitchy people who complain to get their way and make the rest of us suffer or look like an ass for upholding rules, policies, procedures, etc. I'm over it. Really, really over it.

Poem: 10 Honest Thoughts on Being Love by a Skinny Boy

I am not a skinny girl.

I have never been a skinny girl.

I will never be a skinny girl.

I've spent much of my life believing that because of this,  I was defective and not worth being loved, especially by a skinny boy.

A fellow blogger posted this video of poet Rachel Wiley a few months ago. I think I have listened to  and read Rachel's poem at least a dozen times over the last week. Sometimes we all need a reminder that we're perfect just the way we are.

Goals Smoals

I really didn't think long and hard today about what I'd like to accomplish this week during the Bout of Books Read-a-thon. Let's be honest.....if I over think things, it isn't going to end well.

Sadly, at 9pm on day one I still haven't committed to what I'm going to read. And I barely know what my goals are going to be. BUT I have a couple so we will go with that and see where it takes us!

Daily Goals: Read for at least an hour a day. That may not seem like much but things have been ridiculously busy around here lately and finding an hour to carve out of my day has been a bit difficult. But this week I'm going to make time to get lost in my book, even if I need to give up some quality time with my Detroit Tigers.

Weekly Goals: Read two books, one from my Netgalley library. My Netgalley sellections are a little out of control. That is what happens when you think your going to be declined but are approved instead. NOT that I am complaining. I have a lot of good selections to choose from. It's just the choosing know that is the problem. Although the choosing part isn't strictly related to those books. I have stacks of them around the house begging to be read. I just need to settle in with one.

Books: The current plan is to read Waiting for Dead Men's Shoes: A Mini Monroe Comic Mystery by Lauren Baratz-Logsted and Riveted by Meljean Brook.

Updates: I'm going to try and do a couple of updates here on the blog during the week, but most of them will be via Goodreads and Twitter.

Music Monday: Mission Bells

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