Another one of those posts

Here is another one of those posts where I promise to write regularly.

Another post where I explain that for a class I want to really do this. I want to really be good at posting, and having awesome posts, and all sorts of things, so I'm making it a part of my grade.
Another post where I want to feel accountable to all my readers (thanks Mom!), so that I'll actually do something.
I want to explain to you that my goal is to write on Thursdays, sleep on it, review, and publish on Fridays. (See? It's a Friday. I'm getting a good start so far). I want to explain that I will look for typos, and spend time brainstorming. I will write about more, than just these 'I'm sorry, I promise to do better' posts.

But that's kind of boring all-in-all. So concisely: I'm determined to get really good at this. Yell at me if I don't.

Thanks.

Brainstorming.

So, I told you a couple months ago that I was working on stories. I was going to take videos, and I was going to practice, and all sorts of things. I have officially published one. There is currently another one being uploaded, so while I wait I figured I would come here. At this point I just need to write... something.

I have been struggling with what stories to tell. When I started this project I had all sorts of ideas. Interesting things were happening, even if they weren't all a big deal. I had things I wanted to tell and talk about.

And then I started work.

Now, I love work. I work at a Brick Oven Restaurant and we have an absolute blast! I am busy, and I love that. I am surrounded by (mostly) happy people, and I love that too. But the only stories that are worth telling, generally happen in a span of 6.4 seconds as you run by someone in the interworkings of the kitchen. So they are the kind of stories that I like to tell my husband to make him smile at the end of the day, but not substantial enough to turn into a 3-5 minute video that someone would actually kind of care about.

Maybe I should start publishing the diaries of work once a week and it will be just a short conglomeration of stories? Or just learn how to better add detail and background to make those small stories more worth it? I don't know.

Then, sometimes the other stories are kind of sad. There is frustration, and heartbreak. I am a much better storyteller when I know that the story has a happy ending... and sometimes they don't. Maybe that's something I should work on too-- telling stories with emotions besides happy and enthusiastic and sometimes funny.

I guess I just worry about being a 'Debbie Downer'. I don't want to always whine or complain. I don't want to always talk about the hard things that are going on. But I also don't want to waste your time with things that just aren't worth your while, even though I might think they are funny.
But I guess that was sort of the point of this project, right? To learn what I'm good and not-so-good at, and then do something about it?

Well, I'm off to work (again). I'll let this simmer and hopefully something a little more exciting will happen tonight.

Work is Beautiful

So I realized part of my problem. I love blogging. And no, I guess that's not technically the problem. It's a good thing really. The problem, is that I am a busy woman, as most women are, and because I find myself busy running around doing things that 'need' to be done, I don't always save time for things that want to be done. So regardless of how much I love blogging, I don't make time to do it.

But what if blogging and telling stories and releasing feelings doesn't just want to be done, it needs to be done?

I want to feel productive with my hours, and though I know that blogging is productive, because I love it so much I forget that I can consider it productive. I forget that it is good for my health (and right now will even get me class credit!)

But I guess that's how work should be right? Doing something we love, so that it doesn't even feel like work?

That is beautiful.

Love Story-Song

Okay, so it's a few days late. But while working on this project I had fun, and I learned a few things.

1. I'm not very good at editing videos.
2. I don't ever want to edit movies/videos.
3. I don't like editing.
4. Editing takes a lot longer than I want it to.
5. I don't like editing.

But now that that is out of the way, here is a roughly edited version. Pay more attention to the song in the middle. That is the important part.

One or Two?

There is this funny sort of relationship between our bodies and souls. They are one unit- they are you. Yet there have been times in my life, that I can distinctly feel that they are different- two. It's hard to describe because as you know, they operate together. The soul needs the body as a sort of 'house', or else it is useless. You can't see or touch it... it is merely there, and we don't really know about it. But on the other hand the body, which acts as a 'house' for our soul, needs the soul. The body, by itself, is just a body. No movement. No life. No personality. Not really a person in fact. Just a body. 

So we understand that they are two separate entities that need each other. 

That my friend, is a really cool thing. Individually, the soul and the body don't seem to be worth a lot, or they can't do a lot. But together, they are life. Together they are beautiful. Together they create a perfect synergy. Together, they create you. And me. And every person that ever lived and ever will live. Together they are perfect. 

Usually, the two blend so stinkin' well that we don't even remember that there are two parts. But sometimes, for me lately, they are...different. My body wants to lay around. My body wants to get fat, and watch movies, and eat chocolate, and cuddle, and not do my hair. 

My soul wants adventure. My soul wants exercise, and health, and laughter, and structure. 

Body- food. Soul- self control. Body- sleep. Soul- activity.

They have daily battles- little conversations like this all of the time. My body wants to sleep for 10 hours, while my soul knows I only need 6 or 7. My body wants to eat out with my husband 8 times a week. My soul has a good time eating out, and needs the time with my husband just as much as my body, but it knows that I only need to eat at a restaurant maybe once a week. And I definitely don't need Krispy Kreme and a chocolate cake and ice cream and too much Dr. Pepper. (I still believe that Dr. Pepper and chocolate cake are good for the soul by the way. Just probably not every day *cough*cough*). My body wants movies. My soul needs exercise. 

I'm learning that there is a distinction between what our body wants and what our soul needs. And I'm learning that creating that distinction, and listening to the souls needs, will get you a lot farther in life than sitting on your body's butt. 

The body and soul work together- two separate entities that thrive with and need each other. A relationship we need to understand and foster. So while the two are one, one is two.