the momentum is building

it is 1:23.

a.m.

why am i still up? it is the fault of my intentions. i'm not unhappy about it, but i probably will be tomorrow. no - i intend not to be.

i started blogging on instinct, back when i started with The Secret cds. i had a half-formulated idea of where it could go, and just did it. i thought at the very least, i'd have a record of my progress. and maybe someone out there in internet land would see something and be inspired or amused.

but since i've started writing, that's all i want to do. and i've started writing (down) children's stories that i create with my daughter. it is so much fun. and ever since i had the intention that i was going to go somewhere with that, i have been inundated with ideas and excitement. oh yes, folks, we're going somewhere. this is going to be fantastic.

and then there's the blogging. i am really enjoying the blogging both on this and on my other site, which is more of an amusing-thoughts one. with that one i have been invited to join a blogging community, and WOW. i spent two hours tonight just responding to comments. that is amazing!

and okay, so i rush the dishes. they're still clean aren't they? better than not clean. following my bliss has made me not care about the stuff that doesn't matter very much. i have introduced 'the power hour' into my life. it's 6 10-minute sessions.
10 minutes of tidying
10 minutes of dishwashing
10 minutes of putting clothes away
etc etc etc. that means that i still get everything done, and i only had to invest 10 minutes into a few activities. that's do-able.

i'm having a great time with my kids, and building a better home life, AND having a fantastic time blogging. life is so good.

but now i have to go to sleep.

oh wait - before i go.

i received a bottle of water yesterday. now that was pretty random, i thought at first.

i got called into my friend's office. we chatted, and then she said, "oh and there's the bottle of water you left here on friday."

"sam, i didn't leave a bottle in here on friday, that i recall."

"sure you did, you bought it and left it here...didn't you?"

"i really don't remember that - i have a water bottle at my desk, so i don't really need to buy water bottles. i don't think it's mine."

"but it couldn't be anyone else's. are you sure?"

i absolutely was sure. then i thought "hang on. i'm receiving something here."

so i said "well, no one else has claimed it, so it must be mine."

"there you go then." she smiled. then we giggled.

and i mused the rest of the day on how maybe it's a message to receive things better. or maybe it was just a bottle of water.

then, out on my run tonight, i remembered repeating days ago, "money flows to me like water."

universe, i said LIKE water, not IS water!!!!! i mean, yes, i'm very thankful for the water - very very thankful, and yes, i get the humour of it, but next time, i'd like some actual money, please and thank you! very very funny, universe. you should take your act on the road!

okay, i'm away to bed now.