Today is the first day of NaNoWriMo. The key to staying on track with 50,000 words is to write 1,667 words a day. That's about two, two and half pages a day, which really sounds like nothing now that I think about it. I was all ready to tell about how I planned on procrastinating. I started a knitting project (this usually guarantees nothing gets done). We're going to Oklahoma this weekend (nothing gets done in OK). Next week I have planned to get back on my meditation horse. All of these things I've planned as road blocks to this NaNoWriMo project seem kind of lame now that I know what 1,667 words a day looks like. So...I guess I have no excuse. This is happening. I've already started knitting together words in my head and I've already started formulating new ideas for other projects. I was hoping that NaNoWriMo would spark my creativity and I think it may be working. I have IDEAS and I'm in the works of implementing those ideas. Yesterday, as I was researching palmistry (maybe later), I discovered that the lines on the left hand are the things the Gods gave you, while the lines on the right hand represent what you've done with those things. A curvy head line represents creativity and spontaneity, while a straight head line favors practicality and structure. The head line on my left hand has more waves than that of my right. I haven't been using those creativity gifts the Gods gave me. It's time to change that. I want to update and edit my Life List. I've always wanted to do a Story Corps project, but could never figure out what that project would be. It came to me yesterday after Chad's Jess received her name. I want to interview Chad and get the story of the names on record (there's a complex story on how Chad received the name 'birdpony'). I have a collaborative cookbook idea I've been kicking around all summer and I want to see that happen because I think it will be a beautiful thing. I'm thankful for the kick in the pants that NaNoWriMo, even if it's just the thought of doing it, has given me. I have so much I WANT to do and there's really no excuse for not doing them.
This weekend Michael will finally meet my family. It seems odd to me that this is just now happening. I'm thankful that it finally is, but I'm a little nervous. Actually, when I think to hard about it, I feel like throwing up. But then I remember all the kind things my family has said to me about a man they don't even know and it's like a saltine cracker and 7-Up. I am thankful to have a family that is so accepting. Blindly so. It amazes me that they have so much faith and support in my choices. That makes it sound like Michael is a poor choice. That's not my intention. Michael is a very good choice, the easiest reason being he makes me happy. I am thankful for him every day. But it's important that the people who love me can also see that he's a good choice and that he makes me happy.
I am thankful for the clearing skies. I am thankful for the most amazing display of Fall colors in the trees (seriously..I can't stop pointing at trees). I am thankful for the routine we are starting to fall into. And I am always thankful for you. Here's to a beautiful weekend and a stunning Thankful Friday!