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Inside Betty's Head

Musings from a budding writer, mother of three sons, single mom, anecdotes from dating in her forties, who'd a thunk so little would have changed. She pays her mortgage by owning an all female accounting firm, with fully functioning capability of both sides of their brains. The opinions expressed here are of the writer's only and do not purport to be statements of fact regarding actual events.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Efficiency

I butted in and stomped my foot and demanded that Running42K tag me for this, so here goes. I haven't written a story in weeks, my life is full and happy and busy. In a nutshell, Last First Date guy loves me, I bought a Mercedes, my youngest son got all A's...which is a first for all three of my children...I'm building a new flower bed and summer writing classes have started.

Oh shit, I better do my homework!

Until I get that done, this will have to suffice.

I know – that life is beautiful, and the valleys are worth the panoramic views that follow.
I believe – in the power of love, in its many forms, and that certain people pass through your life, but live in your heart forever.
I fought – depression, obesity, childhood trauma, fear...and I won...
I am angered – by disrespect, of others, of children, of animals, of our planet.
I love – my beautiful sons, my fishpond, my life...still considering Last First Date Guy.
I need – almost nothing...to be loved just as I am.
I take – great pride in my work, regardless of the task.
I hear – birds singing the most beautiful songs in the morning by my fishpond.
I drink – rarely.
I hate – gratuitious violence in movies.
I use – a vibrator more often that I care to admit.
I want – to sleep alone less often.
I decided – that everything happens for a reason, sometimes the reasons take a while to show themselves.
I like – coffee in the morning.
I am - a writer, and happier than I have been in a very long time.
I feel – most things more deeply than is probably healthy...but that is part of what gives me my charm.
I left – the past behind me.
I do – almost anything I want to do.
I hope – to teach my children the wonder of being themselves.
I dream – in bright vivid color, and remember those dreams for days afterwards.
I drive – (drumroll, please) a silver 2001 Mercedes Benz
I listen – with my heart.
I type – as fast as I can think.
I think – I am unique and wonderful and I will make a difference in the world.
I wish – for strength and patience.
I compensate – for being late all the time by being extra charming.
I regret – almost nothing...not taking more time off when my boys were babies.
I care – about people and places I will never see.
I should – stop procrastinating.
I am not always - a sex maniac, I just seem that way to my friends.
I said – Stop! And I meant it.
I wonder – at the beauty of nature, and the diversity of life and experience.
I changed – the way I think about food and men...in that order.
I cry – at the silliest things, at anything that moves my heart...like Charlotte's Web and when my son got all A's, and when the hummingbird hovered over the waterfall for a drink.
I am – a purveyor of beautiful words and flowers.
I am not – ruled by my work ethic, although I was at one time, and I have respect for those that are.
I lose – my train of thought far more often that I like to admit.
I leave – a trail of happy clients....at least, I like to think I do.