Sharpwriters' Thoughts Blog Archives - Archives - July 2001 June 2002 July 2002 August 2002 September 2002 October 2002 November 2002 December 2002 January 2003 February 2003 March 2003 April 2003 May 2003 June 2003 July 2003 August 2003 September 2003 October 2003 November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 June 2007 August 2007 September 2007 December 2007 March 2008 May 2008 July 2008 August 2008 April 2009 September 2009 October 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 June 2010 Current Posts Saturday, September 01, 2007 When You're 60 Does The Year Still Start Today? Funny how long it takes old habits to die. Or to survive, never dying. My boys haven't been in while for a while and I haven't for an eon. Seriously, even if you count law school which I finished when I was 31, I've lived close to half my life since then. But September will always seem like a starting point, second only to January 1. It is. It's my first day of abstinence from stupid computer games. It's my 258th day of abstinence from compulsive overeating. While I have the neat program up, it's my 22,137th day of being alive. Geesh, that's old. So. I start again, one day at a time. It's a good start. A good time in my life. I am 90 pounds smaller than the biggest I ever was, which makes me well over half way to losing half of myself. The physical part I'm deleting is more than made up for by the peace of mind and joy I've found. I'll finish a rewrite of my new book To Dingwall, Y'all today. I've learned lots about Viking history, the rodent coypu known in the USA as a nutria, horses, Scotland, and myself in the writing. You probably can tell I'm writing as a diversion from stupid computer games. While I'm no longer relying on will power to stop, they do leave a vacuum. Maybe you'll see me here more often. Maybe next time I'll have something to say. Keep coming back? 1996 August, 2007 Share | posted by Barbara Rollins @ 11:05 AM 0 Comments: Post a Comment Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] << Home