Saturday, November 24, 2012
Years ago my husband used to complain that I have trouble finishing things. Part of it is a tendency to notice something else before I finish and go off to do that. I actually remember reading a story about that when I was in second grade, about a girl who meant to fix a lobster trap and on the way to get a tool, yadda yadda. At the end of a long series of unfinished things she came back and saw the lobster trap and cried, and then her dad or someone tried to tell her it was okay. When I was 7, I thought "Good thing I'm not like that."
Now and then I realize I am doing that kind of thing, and today as I was working on my novel I realized I am actually like that a lot. Or, actually, it may have been yesterday I realized this. So I got to work on what I needed to and made some pretty good progress. We'll see how it sticks.
But it's just weird how it feels like an insight, but it's just realizing that all the times my husband used to say that (he kind of grew out of mentioning it) and I thought he was being obtuse, it actually is fairly true. And that's okay, because now I can go about doing something about it.
In more decidedly happy news, my fitbit arrived. I didn't know my husband had got it for me yet. But that was exciting. It is so small! Very cute. And when I turned it on it said I had already burned like 800 calories! That was its assumption of my BMR based on my height, weight and age and that it was now 2 in the afternoon. Tomorrow will be the real first day.