I’ve been busy, busy since I got back from NYC on the 3rd of July and now I’m off tomorrow to Italy so it’s been hard to get over here to blog. I’ll be back soon and will have a chance to be more proactive here. Hang tight for a while longer.
I have an amazing memory. I’m an auditory learner and once I hear something, I pretty much will remember it. Sometimes this is great and other times, not so much. I tend to dwell on the stuff I hear that makes me unhappy and I have to learn to let it go.
What I do forget is anger. I have a short temper and can sometimes get mad easy but I also forget those things fast, too. I am not a grudge holder. That’s not to say that I won’t be more leery of someone that has hurt me or done something I don’t like, but I won’t hold a grudge about it.
I love to work to tunes on the radio, Ipod, or computer. I even make a soundtrack for each book I write with songs that go with the story line. It’s part of my creative process. I love music. I used to dance and sometimes I choreograph in my head as I work. I usually have some kind of music playing at the office as well. I find that the workday passes faster and I can get a lot done in time with the music.
People are always stunned when I tell them that I’ve been skydiving. It was an awesome experience and I loved it. I think people are surprised by it since I’m pretty conservative and jumping out of a plane would seem to be kind of out of character for me.
I didn’t throw it away, I sold it. My father tried to warn me not to do it, but I was stubborn and did it anyway. He said I’d regret it. I do, to some extent, regret it until I think about how much money I would’ve spent on it over the last 26 years or so. Then I think about what I have now, and I’m content, but I do sometimes miss that old girl. She was unique and very, very cute.
What am I talking about? My three on the column 1975 Ford Granada that was painted a pale, almost silver, rose color. I was stylin’ in that baby!