I meant to find a blog about lists. I wanted to write about how far I’ve come in starting to and continuing to list things in order to get them done. Alas, what popped up was The Breakfast Choice, forcing me to take a look back at where I was then to where I am now. Short version: I fell in love and found a partner who is an actual partner in the sense of us looking out for each others better interests. In other words, she feeds me.
How’d we get here?
Back then I was in a situation where I would go to work and find myself hungry and not wanting to work. So, I’d go to a place–either Village Inn or Wildflower Bread Co (the pancakes there are top 5 all time–#1 being held down by Frankie’s Diner in Victoria, BC). I’d order the pancakes (of course) and whatever else I could squeeze in with that. I’d get down to business right away, handling a dozen papers or more during that time. Often I’d just sit there for an hour and write. I loved that time to myself. Unfortunately, it cost me a lot of money. Furthermore, when I didn’t go, I didn’t eat.
Now I’m with the love of my life and she gets it. She is quick to point out when I don’t eat and often suggests I do go to such places to get back to writing. I’ve learned to find balance between being a healthy daily eater and finding the time to go out and lock in on the words. In fact, I might find my way to a breakfast spot later this week, because I feel like I’ve earned it. I feel like I might need it too.
Some Thoughts:
- Giants signed Barkley. Dope!