The Beaten Scraps

I’m in a personal funk.  You know when people say, “Think happy thoughts”…  I’ve been rather angry with my happy thoughts.  Thinking them led me to analyzing niche.  Discovering void of niche is worse than uselessness  Basically, my happy thoughts have become emo.  Being emo makes me less productive.  (Side Note- Emo is the worst state known to man kind…  I loathe being that way).

Wednesday morning, we got a call from school with some last minute information… Thursday, was Kindergarten registration so my little man was to have off from school.  Thus on Thursday, I couldn’t focus as well as I wanted to (between my boy being home & me being awfully emo).  I had hoped to finish up ProjectNB by Friday (starting the work on Thursday).  Didn’t happen.

So how did I spend my Thursday & Friday?  Sims 2 in Veronaville…  No one in my family plays this neighborhood (Riverblossom is my son’s where he gives instruction & I point & click for him, Pleasantown-at least I think that’s what it’s called- is mine, & Strange Town is my husband’s).  So what do I do in Veronaville?  I use that nifty make movies option.  I geeked out, spread my visually creative wings, & gave myself something to be proud of (through constant aggravation).  It made me less emo (thank goodness) & rallied my spirits.

Problem with writing is that lots of things just factor into your ability to focus.  Emotions & surroundings being key.  A disruption in the force & I’m screwed.  Now that I’ve sorted that out…  I hope to have ProjectNB done by this afternoon & sent to the people I promised I’d let see it.

PS-The video below (all 1minute 35 seconds) is what I spent 2 days making.  I spent 5 hours alone waiting for that opening lightning strike.