The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

No More Tomorrows!

Dec
02

There are 29 days left in this year.

TWENTY-NINE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To make matters worse, I know I didn’t take advantage of every day. I was a firm believer in “I’ll do it tomorrow”. Well, tomorrow came and tomorrow left just as fast.

Success doesn’t come by sitting on my assets giggles. What I can do is make the most of each day that I’m fortunate to see. There are a lot of goals that I want to accomplish and I have to put in the work get them accomplished.

So, I got proactive during my Thanksgiving break. In order for me to get serious about being successful, I need to get organized. Take it back to my college days.

I brought a book-sized daily/weekly planner. One central location for me to keep track of blog posts, writing contest ideas, etc. Since the planner starts in January, I printed off a blank December calendar so I can get things started.

There are already four posts planned and tentatively scheduled for December. Yay me! I’m determined to make the best of the 29 days left in the year. No more tomorrows for me!

NaBloPoMo May 2013

Apr
30

Official badge for NaBloPoMo May 2013.

Comfort is the theme for NaBloPoMo May 2013. Not only is May my birthday month (yay!!), but I also get to write about the people, places, and things that bring me comfort.

That’s a win-win for me!!!

I look forward to responding to the writing prompts and creating  my own comforting posts. Once again, the idea faucet is approaching overflow.

Must. Write. Ideas. Quickly. Before. They. Are. Lost.

 

Green Thumb Dreams

Apr
08

Do you own a garden? What do you grow?

I currently don’t own a garden, but I want to grow an herb garden. I’m forcing myself to cook more so I want to embrace fresh herbs. My future herb garden will have mint, basil, thyme, and rosemary.

Guess I should start shopping for supplies.

Beauty in Thunderstorms

Apr
05

Growing up, I was petrified of thunderstorms. The sky would turn this odd shade of color bluish grey. The birds would get all antsy. My

mother, anticipating bad weather, would start unplugging all of the appliances from the outlets.

The deep booms of the thunder made me flinch. Accented by the crackle and bright flashes of lightning, I would cover my face in fear. Waiting out the storm in silence felt like the clocks momentarily stopped.

My fear disappeared as I entered my early 20s.

I was living in a high-rise building, and the lights were already flickering. Storms with lightning and no thunder are the absolute WORST! Instead of sleeping during the storm, I was going to actually watch it.

With the blinds rolled up, I grabbed a glass and a seat on the floor and watched Mother Nature at work. I was amazed how at one moment, the sky reflected fear and despair. Those dark clouds would eventually give way to freshly washed earth and a possible rainbow. It was crazy that I had either slept this beauty way or covered my face in fear.

Thunderstorms remind me of those difficult times we all face. If we let go of the fear and anxiety that hold our spirits hostage, we can finally see the beauty in those thunderstorms.

 

Updated January 1, 2015

I wish I had invented…

Mar
18

…Spanx!!!! Every woman wants to wear body clinging clothing without showing all of the lumps and bumps. Genius and a total face palm moment for me.

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