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Stream of Consciousness Sunday: What Really Matters

So, this is my Sunday Tuesday stream of consciousness post.  You’ll forgive me when you read what happened and know that I also spent most of Monday with Mom.  Sometimes when you are at your wits’ end the universe shows you what really matters –

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Sunday, I was in a foul mood.  It started when my Mom called to get help with her computer problems.  She was talking to my husband and I kind of lost it.  I realized how much both of them frustrate me at times.  One tech head.  One helpless adult.  I started creating some chaos, which wasn’t cool as my husband was on the phone.  But, hey, whatever, I was irked.  I finally left the room and went into the bedroom where I started crying.  Not just any crying – huddled up on the floor hiding between the bed and the wall in the fetal position crying.  I wasn’t even sure why I was crying just that something was going on in my head and my world.  Maybe it’s because my Mom – who never really seemed to care – likes my husband better than she likes me sometimes.  Or maybe it’s because I can’t get him to say a word to me half the time, but he can talk with no problem to my Mom.

I had to go to a meeting for another short film I’m hoping to work on, so I decided to leave after I stopped crying.  I wanted to get out of the situation and not cause any more trouble or have the situation devolve.  I had the meeting for the movie then came back home feeling better, and I was glad that I had decided to ignore whatever crap was brewing in my head.

Later that night, we went to a concert with some friends.  On the way home, I got a call from my Sister that Mom was in the hospital.  She had felt like she couldn’t breath and had pain going up into her jaw on the left side – all signs that she may be having a heart attack.  I got through to her room – her cell phone had died – even though the nurse was a bit resistant to put through the call and found out she was admitted overnight.  The tests did rule out a heart attack, but something was going on.  We had talked to her again right before the concert about another tech issue.  My Sister told me it happened a little after that and Mom had instructed my Sister not to call me until after the concert.  Only my Mom would have an almost heart attack and not want to bother me in a concert.

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#SOCsunday

This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
  • Link up your post at All Things Fadra.
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Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Looking Ahead

Three, two, one, begin.

Writing this to wrap up the week.  I had lunch today with my Mom in honor of my birthday coming up in a few days.  She gave me a card that was really sweet and touching.  A strange thing that almost never happens.  But pretty cool to have a moment where maybe we can begin to understand each other.

We went last night to see War Horse with the parents-in-law.  They love the movie theaters where you can dine and watch the movie so we took them to the newest one of those in town.

I’m hoping to get an interview with another company later this week.  I’m scared and excited because I may have a chance at getting a full-time gig.  Scared because I don’t know if I want to make the change, but I know that it’s way past time.  Also scared because I really suck at working at 40 hour a week, 8 to 5 sort of gig.  But you do what you must to survive.  Money concerns are real and getting more critical as time passes.  I hope I can hack it for a bit no matter what happens.

Not really a lot to say this week on the wrap up.  Writing every day in November was pretty cool.  In January, for my second attempt at a daily post it seems more like a chore.  But I’ll push on even though.  I made the commitment I must stick it out.  What do you all think?  Do daily posts seem a good way to go?  I know that second guessing yourself is much harder when there’s a NEED to post not just a want.  Let me know what you think.

Alright, a big week coming up.  Anniversary and birthday all this week.  And looking forward to a mini-break this weekend to celebrate.  Time’s up!

#SOCsundayThis was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
  • Link up your post.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love. Other participating bloggers can be found at All.Things.Fadra.
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