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Three Things Thursday: Is it really Thursday edition

It is Thursday, right? I’ve been off a day all week. Anyway, I think I have the right day, so here goes.

  1. Money is the worst, y’all. (I’ve started my taxes for 2017.) Money is also the greatest (I’m going to Ireland/Spain in <1 month!). Sigh. Money.

  2. My child, the adorable and sassy AF Alvie Bean, has a very special gift. He is able to find the smallest puddle of water in every outdoor space and fall into it, drenching himself in situations when it should be impossible.

  3. Book stuff is hard, yo. I sat down with the Beer Guy last night and brainstormed my/our plans for the next three years. I’ve got so much ambition, but not as much time as I’d personally prefer. I’m going to have to be extremely disciplined about time to ensure I fit in the day job, the writing, the editing, as well as self-care and exercise. I think it’s doable, if ambitious, and can lead to a future where I can maybe *fingers crossed* eliminate one of those things (psst…the one that takes the most amount of time…).

Monthly Goals – January 2018

I have some decent goals set for the year (see yesterday’s post). In order to meet those goals, as well as the other things that I want to achieve in the next 3 months/1 year/3 years/5 years, I need to be on task and accountable.

I spent a great deal of time with my #passionplanner yesterday, doing brainstorming and determining which of each of my 3 month/1 year/3 year/5 year goals is the most important for each of those time periods and then figuring out how to be successful at that one goalTheoretically, that success will help inform my success at everything else.

I have a number of things I’d like to accomplish over the next three months, but the very most important bit is getting to a place of health. I know myself, although apparently I’m more frenemies with me than I ought to be, and I know that the healthiest I’ve ever been – both physically and mentally – was when I was averaging a minimum of one hour of exercise a day. This was also a period of time when I was only working part time (and only one job), wasn’t writing regularly, and didn’t have a kid. I was going to grad school, but that wasn’t nearly as time consuming as parenting/writing/free-lancing/and actually wanting to spend time with my partner.

I’ve decided to pick a different word each month of the year to encompass what I need from the month to achieve my top priority goal. So, for January, that word is:


This doesn’t necessarily mean I’m going to be running 20-30 miles/week starting today. (Mostly because I’m trying to be sensible and I have a book deadline.) It’s a reminder to myself to keep going forward. Whether that’s physically (and it needs to be), or with the other actions that inform my health and well-being, I need to keep going.


I’ve changed my computer and phone wallpaper to a rotation of inspirational quotes, because I am awesome like that. And if you see me or hear me being self-destructive, I give you permission to chastise me severely.

Happy January, readers! I hope you reach all your goals this month and beyond.

Do you have a word/words that you try to live up to for a year? 

Three Things Thursday: Too tired for anything but .gifs (hard g, duh)

1. You guys. I am so tired today. I didn’t stay up late last night and I stayed in bed longer today. Just tired.

WHHHHYYYY am I so sleepy?

How I felt 30 minutes ago

Current status


2. I’m still struggling to find balance in my new routine. I want to fit in exercise, writing, editing, spending time with the beer guy and the Bean, and keeping the house in the kind of shape that I wouldn’t be embarrassed if someone randomly dropped by. So far I am succeeding in doing exactly zero of those things.

Desired state of balance

Acceptable state of balance (still a little wobbly)

Current situation


3. It’s all a little crazy-making. Surprisingly, though, not the crazy making of having all the time in the world to write, edit, keep house, exercise, and spend time with my loved ones. I have some mild anxiety about my book schedule, but it’s not as all-consuming as the anxiety over the winter months was. (Partially because of the sun and partially because of the paycheck.) But still…

Me: 85% of the time

Legit question

Do not try to make me feel better this way…maybe just send a martini and a time machine.


Thank you, Harry! (Although, I’m a Ravenclaw…)

Now that I’ve eased you back in gently (twss)

It’s time for everyone’s favourite game: NAVEL GAZING!


Not nearly as exciting as naval gazing

The drugs I’ve been taking since early September are working great. My kid is healthy again. The architect is super. I have wonderful new people in my life that I didn’t have at this time last year.

There’s really only one problem.


Still one misstep from tipping over.

Still one misstep from tipping over.

I still have none and what’s suffering now are two things.

Thing the first: the health stuff – the eating well and exercising. I have a 10K in 2 and a half weeks. I haven’t run in almost a month. So that’s going to go well. I have a half marathon in just over 3 months. One that I’m traveling for. I may be walking it. That’s a totally legitimate way to go 13 miles.

This used to be my favorite thing...

This used to be my favorite thing…

I miss running in a totally abstract way. I miss wanting to run and enjoying running, but I don’t actually miss running at all. I can’t even talk myself onto the trails, and I love(d) trail running.

I need more time or more energy or more hours in the day.

Every meme that says I have the same number of hours as Beyonce can bite me. Does Beyonce spend 2 hours/day commuting on public transporation? I doubt it. Also, she has a staff.

Every meme that says I have the same number of hours as Beyonce can bite me. Does Beyonce spend 2 hours/day commuting on public transportation? I doubt it. Also, she has a staff.

Thing the second: I kinda want to spend less hours commuting to work and being at work and working. I also want to continue to get paid because I like (well, like is such a strong word) paying my car payments and student loan payments and mortgage payments and eating. (I do like eating. That is completely sincere.)

The desire to work less seems to be at direct odds with the desire to keep receiving my paycheck. I need some kind of magic. Or to just move my office to the basement with my stapler and write all day because the money keeps coming and everything thinks I’ve been fired.


This session of navel gazing is brought to you by 5 hours of sleep/night (sleeping like a pro!) + writing every morning at 5 + a full-time job with a commute + family, both the architect & Bean and the wider reaching family…

Anyone have some advice on how to make the 3.5 year old start running with me? And keeping up? And not bitching about his legs being broken two blocks in? (Why isn’t he an athlete yet? Shorty.)

Creative Commons license.

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What I really really want is someone to come to my house and look at my stuff and say, “Amy! I can fix this! This is what we’re going to do.” And then that person will organize and rearrange my whole life and help me make and stick to meal plans and call me once a week to yell at me (in an encouraging factor) and everything will work out and I will live happily ever balancing work and writing and exercise and parenting and partnering and eating well.

So, if you are that person, call me!


call me



The time between things. Switching from one sport to another in a triathlon. Going from laboring to pushing in childbirth. A life pause between two states.


1. movement, passage, or change from one position, state, stage, subject, concept, etc., to another; change:
the transition from adolescence to adulthood.

2. Music.

a passing from one key to another; modulation.
a brief modulation; a modulation used in passing.
a sudden, unprepared modulation.

3. a passage from one scene to another by sound effects, music, etc., as in a television program, theatrical production, or the like.

verb (used without object)

4. to make a transition:

He had difficulty transitioning from enlisted man to officer.

This is where I am right now. It’s midway through the year. Today is my first day at a new job (since I am sans computer, desk chair, office key, or boss [she’s on vacation]) it’s been a very strange first day – more of a transition day than anything else.

It feels kinda fresh and new. I have an entire six months with nary a mark on them yet (and very, very few work meetings on the calendar as of this moment).

So much potential – like a fresh field of snow (it’s so hot in Portland that I’m actually fantasizing about snow) waiting to be peed on for snow angels.

Don’t blink!


Things have not gone as anticipated the last 9.5 weeks (wait a minute – I’m beginning to wonder if the time when my health issues started AND my training took a hit are more than merely coincidentally related to me giving 9.5 weeks notice at my old job…hmmmm…).

I may be onto something here

I may be onto something here


I’m hopeful that new job (which is, so far, only one job instead of the two I’ve been doing since Novemberish) + new attitude of calm + new fitness priorities for the year + new drugs* = a fantastic second half of 2015.

Not those kinds of drugs

Not those kinds of drugs


I’m trying to take a page of the book of moderation (whatever that is) and set smaller, achievable goals that honor my body’s (and my mind’s) need for physical activity while also keeping in mind that my priorities have seriously shifted over the past years and endurance racing is not at the forefront of those priorities right now.

It’s more important to strive for balance and long-term health than push myself, unwillingly, towards arbitrary goals.

So, shiny new 6 months: here’s my pledge to you.

No pledge but to do my best to be a little better most days. Better food and drink choices. A little more movement, even when I’m not feeling it. More patience with the three-year old (this will be the easiest AND hardest as I currently have ~0 patience with him so more wouldn’t be a stretch, but also, he’s three), read more, edit more, write more, and work really hard to get through the entirety of the X-Files.

The wrappers are blueberries and the tampons are named after characters from Octonauts

The wrappers are blueberries and the tampons are named after characters from Octonauts

So – just a bit more, but I’m going to try hard for a general feeling of moreness rather than elaborate spreadsheets tracking the more.

I obviously need this shirt.

The main goal, though, is balance. I don’t do well with balance (my father always said I was a bit unbalanced; then he’d laugh and laugh), but I think that’s the best goal I could make.


Balance with a heaping side of badassery…that’s the way to live