trying to keep the promise of 21 days of gratitude

i seriously need to attract more time in my life. i am hereby really REALLY REALLY thankful for the abundance of time i have in my life right now.

i have more than enough time to come and post about my 21 days of gratitude, which so far, has been compacted into one. yes, i went to the

21daysofgratitude.com

site (that was way bigger than i wanted, but i'm too tired to change it, so just be thankful it isn't filled with lasers...), experienced the thankfulness, and yeah, i feel pretty good.

i really had a positive reaction to the psychology of happiness site (will insert link later) that they link to, mainly because i'm a psychology grad and love the idea of a happiness psychology. i'd love to be a professor of that. yes, i know, i try to say it now, but i'd like the actual title with it. :)

anyway, so you're supposed to log 5 things a day you're thankful for. tomorrow i'll insert day one's five things (seriously, it's the novel-writing thing getting in the way.) along with day two's five things and day three's five things which i will have to do tomorrow, and hopefully will end with day four's five things, which tomorrow is. nothing like scrunching it all in, eh?

okay, i got 1000 more words tonight before i can go to bed. i can't WAIT for november. (www.nanowrimo.org)

ooooooooops

okay. you may have been wondering where i was. i did not drop off the planet, although that would seem not much weirder than what i am doing.

i have signed up for NaNoWriMo. 50,000 words before the end of november. hmmm... previously, i'd have thought 'no problem, i blog every day, how hard can pumping out 1667 words a day as part of a story be?!'

yeah. i know.
that was dumb.

yes, i know. i heard you the first time.

aaaanyway. i'm scooting along fine on it, with the exception that apparently, i forgot to take into consideration the fact that i have children and at least one blog. oooooops.

also, i forgot that i like to sleep. occasionally.... gosh how i miss that.

the whole point for me was of kicking my creative outlet skills up to the next notch, which has been great, and i have only done it *because* of following LOA. if it feels good do it. and i sooooo feels good. i love it love it love it. and at least three *THREE* of the words i've written so far have NOT been crappy! really! no, it's true!!! maybe four...
but still, it feels good. so i'm a'doin' it. :)

lessons learned so far?

well, possibly, just POSSIBLY, staying up to 3 am then getting up at 8 am for work is incompatible with trying to achieve the happiness level needed for a lot of LOA stuff. as such, i decided to err on the side of omission with this blog. not that i'm not happy, it's just that my happy side is out looking for a cup of coffee. it will be back, and with a vengeance, but for now, the smiley face is a bit painted-on.

and just because i think i may be really REALLY insane, i have joined Elyse Hope Killoran's 21 days of gratitude. yes, for 21 days, i'm going to do the gratitude thing - this is the perfect month for it, eh? what could possibly go wrong? at any rate, i will always have an update for my journey to abundance, yet at the same time, be writing complete nonsense for my novel. yay!

i encourage you to do the same. with the gratitude.
or the novel, too! if it's in there, dig it out. DIG IT OUT!!!

peace (the kind that exists when the kids go down, not the kind politicians wish on the world)(<=even my jokes are suffering since nanowrimo!),

holly

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making life more parking-spaces-like

it seems i can make a parking space in front of my house out of thin air now.

at 9pm at night, it is just about impossible for most people to get parked on our street if they aren't already parked. not me. we drove home yesterday, and the street was packed. i said "oh, i'd really love a spot in front of the house. universe?" then i closed my eyes. i saw the space. there was no space. i closed my eyes, and thought "i know it will come any second." and i knew it.

someone pulled away.

some person who i hadn't seen come out of a house pulled away from our street, leaving me the space!

if my whole life could be like parking spaces, it would be so awesome. what i need is to ask the universe for that gazillion dollars in the same frame of mind as the parking space. in fact, from now on, universe, whenever i get a parking place, i want a gazillion dollars there too. nice. thank you.

so i've asked.

now i have to (step 2, according to The Secret) believe. i do. i totally do. no, i don't believe a gazillion dollars is going to be in the parking space. i have to start believing there's going to be a gazillion dollars in the parking space.

then i can move on to step 3 - the receiving.

i half got something else i wanted today. i really wanted a response to a letter i sent. all the way home i believed i was going to get it. i so did. it so wasn't the response i wanted. but instead of focusing on that response, i'm going to send the letter to other agencies. one of *them* will give me the response i want. i know it. i want it, i believe - i truly believe it. so now i am just going to sit back and receive it. in my big ol' parking space.

what a healthy healthy halloween

i didn't post night before last because i didn't have anything fantastic to say. however, that was because i was looking for something *better* than the norm to write about. and how lovely is it that my life has started to be so lovely that now my standard is 'it has to be absolutely amazing' to write. but what i was forgetting is that it's all amazing.

wednesday night we went to a halloween party. there were games such as eat-a-donut-off-a-string and bobbing-for-apples. well, i got caught up in the fun of the evening, so i, too, played the donut game. it was fun to absolutely be in a place where i didn't care that i probably looked like an idiot. (there was no 'probably' - we all did). and then afterwards, it struck me that i was to caught up in the moment that i didn't realize it was something i *never* ever do. i do *not* drink from other people's glasses. i do not use public toilets, and i do *not* eat a donut off a string that a bunch of other people have tried to eat a donut off of.

why? because the old me was *extremely* germ conscious. i didn't want to come in contact with millions of other people's germs. goodness sake, you could get all kinds of sick!

well not anymore. i just don't believe it. i am not at all attracting sickness. here it is, the next day, and i'm fit as a fiddle. ready to go for a jog tonight.

and as if to say 'trust me, you'll be alright,' i'm sure it was the universe that put an article on my homepage today which talked about 'the myths of the common cold'. apparently you *can't* just get it by being in the room with other people who have them! who knew! so i have decided it's okay that i did this. i absolutely love being healthy, and i think i shall continue to do that.

i didn't, however, bob for apples. that's just yucky.