This month has gone by surprisingly quickly. Probably because I wasn’t home for part of it, and because I have a visitor staying with me for a couple weeks. It makes the time go by faster. So what did I do that made me miss two blog posts? Well, for one, I went to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Yep, for the first time ever. I am quite slow, I admit.
When I was living in China, I came across quite a bit of Chinglish (Chinese-English). I’m pretty sure they relied on Google Translate for all of their signs, shirts, and whatever else. A lot of it made very little sense, or some sense if you took half of it out. I didn’t run into the same problem in France so I wonder what went wrong in China.
From me to you.
It’s a long weekend coming up, and I’ve been trying to decide what to do with it. There are several options, of course: go somewhere, do a house project, work on a novel. I looked at my list of house “to do” things this morning, and most of them were big old nopes.
I am a master procrastinator. Then again, aren’t all Millenials? Aren’t all writers?
Sometimes I think I have things under control, only to have the rug pulled out from under me by something totally unexpected. I always thought, as a kid, that there was a schedule to follow. You know: college, married by 25, kids, same career for 35 years until I retired. That was before I realized I didn’t like kids, had no desire to get married, and had no idea what career I would want to do for 35 years. Now, I’m almost 30, and definitely “off schedule.”
It should come as no surprise that I’m behind again. Hey, that is what I’m best at.