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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 30 – What’s your most urgent priority for the rest of the year?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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I no longer do urgent.

I used to have tasks and appointments written in LARGE RED LETTERS with stars and asterisks in my planner that were so urgent to me I’d sit up into the wee hours of the morning to make sure they were completed.

Not anymore.

Grief and loss bring tons of baggage that don’t have to be unpacked in any certain order, but they must be unpacked for one’s own self-care and mental stability.

So far, reflection has been the kindest and most helpful to me. I’ll always have my memories of my husband and my mom, but it isn’t just remembering my life with them, but how precious those times were.

We lived full, busy lives, working and rushing from one family gathering to the next school event.

Did I rush through them? Did I take the time for granted?

I don’t believe I did, but that’s just my perspective.

Life is full of things we must do to continue moving forward to achieve our goals and claim fulfillment or success.

We can rush through with a sense of urgency, never taking time to enjoy the journey, or we can heed the words of poet Robert Lloyd, “slow and steady wins the race.”

 

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 29 – What’s the most out-of-character choice you’ve ever made?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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This one is hard, but I’m usually so low-key and pragmatic. I think things threw before making choices… most of the time, so  I’ll have to go with the one of the few times I snapped.

Yep, snapped as in I literally saw red and thought the top of my head was going to explode.

Made a quick trip to the market for diapers when my firstborn was still an infant.

Grabbed a box of diapers and went to the 10 items or less line. There was one woman in front of me and one woman got in line behind me. I was right at the check-out belt with my son in one arm and the diapers in my other hand.

Out of nowhere, this woman rams me in the side with her shopping cart. Remember, there was someone in line BEHIND me, but it was me she rammed.

The quick movements of the lady in front of me kept my son and me upright.

The lady behind me started giving Miss Cart-Rammer hell about running into me.

The woman “sniffed” and said “I didn’t see her.”

It’s hard to give a blow-by-blow, but before I knew it, I’d handed my son to the lady in front of me, grabbed Miss Cart-Rammer’s cart and launched it about five aisles across the front of the store.

Some people applauded. More people laughed. The store manager frowned.

Miss Cart-Rammer stood there with her mouth open wide enough to shove a watermelon down her throat.

I reclaimed my son, thanked both of the ladies in line with me, paid for my diapers and went home.

The store manager never said anything about it, other than anytime after that he saw me in the store, he’d say, “Are we shopping today or juggling shopping carts?”

 

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 28 – Do you have a morning ritual?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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There was a time when I rose at 5 AM every morning, pulled out my color-coded day planner with the pretty stickers, and by 9 AM, I’d accomplished half a day’s work.

I miss those days.

I still get up at 5, but by 9, I’ve only managed to find my glasses, one house slipper and my phone.

And coffee. I’ve had several cups of coffee.

Then I just wait and see how the rest of the day goes.

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 27 – Would you rather have a live-in massage therapist, or a live-in chef?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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This is the easiest question so far this month!

Anything I want to eat I can prepare. If I don’t want to cook, Door Dash is on speed dial, so bye-bye, Chef!

But for someone like me with arthritis, osteoarthritis, and Fibromyalgia, a live-in massage therapist is like hitting the Lottery!

I don’t care if they look like Jason Samoa or a Hobbit, just tell me what day they’re arriving!

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 26 – Would you consider yourself an introvert, extrovert, or ambivert?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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I’m an introvert… by choice.

But like Prince T’Challa, when the need arises, I can morph into my superhero suit and become the Social Butterfly!

I’m sure this stems from being born into a super huge family (Mom had 16 siblings, Daddy had eleven, and I grew up with eight of my own) and having to “get along” at numerous family gatherings.

The only person who enjoyed my company more than me is gone, and even before he died, except for meals, we could go 2-3 days without talking, each engaged in our own pursuits. Just sharing the same space was enough.

The pandemic and lock-down life has done a number on many. Folks have posted the walls are closing in on them, they’re sick of their families, and they need to get OUT and be around people.

Self-isolating is not a problem for me. I don’t suffer from cabin fever or feel like I’m drowning in loneliness. If I need to go out, I do, but if there’s a way I can avoid it, I do that too.

Marquessa said in her post, she’d found people exhausting. I have to agree. But I also find them annoying… in a casual, friendly, please-do-not-talk-to-me kind of way.

 

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 25 – Where & when do you get your best ideas?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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Ironically, my best ideas, especially writing, come when I’m doing something else creative – cooking.

I’d be hard pressed to think of even one wip that didn’t start in my kitchen.

Consequently, if I’m not cooking, the creative juices aren’t flowing… no pun intended.

However, I have hope. My pantry is stocked, I have a stack of recipes to play with, and at least a dozen wips that need to be finished.

It’s time to cook… and write.

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 24 – When you see peers / competitors getting things you want, how do you react?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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Life is hard and most accomplishments come with hard work and sacrifice, so I don’t begrudge anyone their successes. I’m genuinely happy for them and have no problem congratulating and supporting them.

I stopped competing with others decades ago. It’s pointless, exhausting and not true competition when parameters are changed or goalposts moved farther away. But if others want to compete, I’m here to cheer them on.

I guess once a cheerleader, always a cheerleader.

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 23 – What’s your recipe for recuperating from extreme heartbreak?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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I have no clue.

I didn’t know what a broken heart was until May 30, 2019 when I lost my husband of 35 years.

Despite crying, therapy, medications, and “fakin’ it,” I’m still heartbroken.

If someone has the cure for a broken heart, please share.

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 22 – What’s your personal anthem or theme song?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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I don’t even know how to answer this! LOL!

There are so many songs spanning different music genres that are special anthems to me, I cannot chose one.

The ones I play often are:

I’m Every Woman – Chaka Khan

I Will Be – Wynonna Judd

That’s the Way It Is – Celine Dion

I Believe – Yolanda Adams (Honey Soundtrack)

You Raise Me Up – Josh Groban

Get This Party Started – Pink

Over and Over – Puff Johnson (First Wives Club Soundtrack)

You Don’t Own Me – First Wives Club (Bette Midler, Diane Keaton, Goldie Hawn)

… and this is the short list!

Love artists with big voices who can sing without backup, engineering, or even music.

 

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#MarchWritingChallenge – Day 21 – What’s something you’ve tried, that you’ll never, ever try again?

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This March Writing Challenge of thirty-one questions is hosted by Marquessa, with questions from Alexandra Franzen‘s “100 questions to spark conversation and connect.

All are welcome to join in and a list of the questions can be found here.

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In the late 80s, there was a bevy of trendy foods everyone in California simply had to order during a night out.

One of those was fried calamari (squid).

I grew up in Michigan, which is surrounded by five lakes and filled with ponds and streams. I’ve eaten more than my share of bass, bluegill, and trout, but calamari is not something you saw often in the average restaurant.

I’d also seen 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, and knew what the Kraken was.

However, when friends ordered fried calamari before dinner one evening, I was game. I’ll try anything once.

And once was all it took.

Everyone was dipping their rings in sauce and ooo’ing and ah’ing. Even Den enjoyed it.

I took my turn, grabbed a ring, dipped it in sauce and popped it on my mouth.

I have to say the sauce was amazing and the honey-garlic batter was to-die-for!

But, as I chewed the calamari seemed to grow inside my mouth. It kept getting bigger and bigger until I couldn’t take it any more and spit it out into my napkin.

We all laughed… while I drank two Cokes and a shot of Jack Daniels to get the taste out my mouth.

So, no. I’m never, ever, ever eating calamari again.

However, I did successfully deconstruct the sauce and batter and use both often.

They just won’t be used with/on calamari in my house!

 

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