Art: George Grie (via wikimedia)
By Crabby McSlacker
Life is getting way interesting again lately... and most of it is pretty fun to think about.
And yeah, this is one of those "meta" blog posts acknowledging that as life gets more eventful, the blog will continue to slide into further slackitude. My contributions are already getting more sporadic and weird, and I'm relying more on generous guest bloggers to keep this thing going.
I ain't ready to commit blogicide just yet. But be forewarned, its going to be kind of up and down for the forseeable future and may have sort of a "Dear diary" tone to it, plus more travel pictures and on-the-road type posts. Even worse is the unforgivable failure to engage as much as I'd like with beloved readers and other bloggers, a state of affairs that makes me feel really shitty. But I'm hoping at least some of you will keep hangin' in there.
By the way, HUGE THANKS to all you folks who keep visiting and commenting no matter what the state of the blog. I especially love those of you who reply to other's comments and foster such a feeling of community. Lately I've totally sucked at that. (Though while I don't always pop in to reply, I never miss reading a comment!)
And an additional huge thanks to the very cool site Healthista, which is hip and full of great content and speaks with an adorable British accent. It's got the feel of a major media outlet in terms of shiny professionalism, but manages a fun down-to-earth tone. Plus, how can I not love a site quirky enough to include Cranky Fitness in a "best health blog" sort of list? Be sure to check it out.
Anyway, so here are some of the things coming up on my calendar... how about yours? What sort of adventures, quests, chores, ordeals, long-shot dreams or sensible goals are you looking ahead to?
Relocation and Logistics
Divesting Ourselves of Worldly Goods: As I write this, I really should be sorting through drawers and cabinets and closets, making donation piles and trips to the thrift shop, scrounging up boxes, researching storage facilities and truck rentals and carpet cleaners and handymen.
We've decided to lease out our San Diego condo for 18 months, unsure whether we'll come back and inhabit it again, or sell it, or continue to rent it out indefinitely. Lots of reasons for the decision, but it's a good thing, not a bad thing.
However...Have I mentioned I hate chores?
Turns out when you attempt to clear out of 2-bedroom place you've been occupying on and off for a number of years, there are a fair number of tasks involved.
You know that feeling where you look around your place and whatever object your eyes rest upon, there's some sort of decision, dilemma, or prospective headache it conjures up? And yet you can't start on that particular chore yet because something else needs to be done first, which can't happen yet because of something else that hasn't been decided, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc?
Well, that's where my head is right now. The Lobster, my patient spouse, is of course all confident and optimistic and efficient. Which is awesome in the practical sense, but the contrast does serve to remind me that at heart I am a neurotic easily-overwhelmed stressmonkey no mattter how many hours I spend on meditation or other self-improvement endeavors.
And along with all that comes the prospect of...
Finding and Securing a Winter Rental for Ourselves in 2016!
More about this later. For those of you who aren't regular readers, my wife and I are both California gals and certified weather-wimps who fell in love with Provincetown MA and became bicoastal. Neither of us are the hardy types who can thrive in a nearly deserted freezing ass cold New England small town over the winter. So while we'll be staying there more of the year (8 months), we'll still continue to bug out for 4 months. We could go back to San Diego... but this might make an excellent chance to have an adventure somewhere completely different.
Where would you go to spend the winter (if somehow you could ditch all geographically-bound responsibilities), or do you already live there?
More Imminent Travel!
Then a few days after we get back, we pack up the car, and for complicated reasons involving my wife's employment, drive partway cross country, fly the rest, and hit P-town in the beginning of May. We will soon thereafter go to NYC and there are other possibilities on the horizon as well. Life ain't going to settle down any time soon.
So, that was the "adventure" part, what about the "delusion" part?
Totally Impractical But Nonetheless Irresistible Creative Endeavor!
So periodically I've been dithering around with a couple of major projects that I couldn't decide between: one was a self-help book, with a broader focus than just fitness. The other was a wellness coaching workshop, starting online and then, I hoped, expanding to IRL locations.
I'd get started on one of these, I'd get overwhelmed thinking of all the research I needed to do and logistics I needed to handle and then suddenly the other one would seem more compelling and then I'd take that up, but then get distracted again and lose steam. Lots of great ideas to explore with both, some of which I'm quite passionate about! Yet not so passionate about the work involved. I kept revisiting over and over, but I never fundamentally made my choice and committed.
And so a couple of months ago I told myself: JUST PICK SOMETHING DOOFUS AND DO IT! More futzing ensued, of course, but yay, I finally made a decision on a project, and with that, a commitment to see it through. I've made some headway, and feel enthusiastic, but there's still a long, long way to go.
So which one did I pick, the self-help book or the workshop?
Neither: I'm writing a novel!
OK, Maybe Not This One.
book cover via wikimedia
This makes totally no sense at all for so many, many reasons. A few of them:
1. My only "platform" is a health and fitness blog, which is perfect for my other two projects, and probably means squat for a novel.
2. There are approximately eleventy billion other would-be novelists out there. In fact, if one were to pick out the most classic delusional narcissistic quest, writing a novel that anyone else will ever read besides one's best friends and relatives has to rank right up there at number 1.
3. It takes a lot of time and motivation to finish a novel at all, let alone a good one.
4. I already wrote a novel, probably about 10 years ago by now. I got a good agent, which was awesome, but I couldn't sell it. So I can't harbor the lovely fantasy I started off with, that went something like: "Gee, I'm my own toughest critic! If I write something even I think is pretty good, other people will have to think so too!"
And yet, I can't seem to help myself. The characters have taken up residence in my brain, and the story seems to spin along whether I'm even paying attention to it or not. To get lazy and fail to do the work necessary to bring this quirky imaginary world to life seems like a form of betrayal, though whom or what I might be betraying is a mystery.
The Novel vs The Blog
Bennett Sisters photo: wikipediaSo yeah. That's a problem.
There's only so much time in a day, right? I have coaching clients and family obligations (not nearly as many as those of you with kids, I have NO idea how the hell you guys get anything done), plus all those annoying "self-care" things like exercise and meditation, and as outlined above, life is pretty busy with other odd distractions as well.
Even with copious caffeine consumption, there are but a few precious hours when I am alert and productive enough to string words together with any sort of coherence.
What if I only permit myself to write a blog post if it's a week in which I've written a sufficient number of words on the novel? (I'd still be allowed to put up guest posts).
I haven't fully committed to that yet, but am pondering. It's scary: this blog actually has a few readers, whereas no one but me gives a crap if the novel every gets written. So my first instinct is to make sure I have at least one blog post up, and it feels backwards to put a speculative project ahead of poor old Cranky Fitness! It needs more attention, not less.
You'd think as a life coach I'd have figured out some sort of perfect answer or formula for how to work with Far-Fetched But Strangely Meaningful Quests. I've been able to help other people on theirs, but alas, I haven't quite got my own formula down.
Anyone else got chores, adventures, or goals? Or advice on where to spend winter? Or tips on how to chase after Possibly Impossible Dreams?