I am linking up with Critty Joy’s “As of Late” for the first time this month. I thought it would be a nice way to look back and have idea of what was going on from month to month, since there are certainly little details that I leave out about what’s going on in the day-to-day of my life.
Lately I have been trying to figure out where the mysterious leak in my fairly new shower is coming from. I am both a detective and an amateur plumber. Living alone for a few years forced me to learn a lot of things and I think my husband is constantly realizing what a catch he got with me 
Lately I have been writing more. Bits and pieces here and there. Even the littlest bit is better than nothing, right? Picking up old stories, remembering where they came from, reworking. Lawsy mercy, 2004-2005, you were a weird time for me. But my writing was better when my heart was mildly broken. So, sad as it is, I’ve been trying to remember that place. It’s not a difficult thing to do, however once I am there I have to remind myself that now is not then. No matter what kind of emotions I stir up — life is not as it was in 2005. The choices, the options, the characters…are not the same.
Lately I am being really cryptic. Ahem, pardon me.
Lately there’s been a lot of good new music drifting through my house. Let me say it again — I love my Sonos.
Lately I have been making playlists to write by. What’s some of your favorite music to write to?
Lately I have been prowling through old journals. It’s amazing to see these things that I wrote when I was 17 and realize that for the most part I am the same. The handwriting has little progress. (I had grand dreams that by the time I was this age I would have a gorgeous, flowing script. Eh. Not so much.) Part of me thinks that 17-year-old me would be disappointed with where 27-year-old me is. But that is another tale for another time. I’ll be coming back to these journals.
Lately I have felt the urge to play Emma Woodhouse. You know, matchmaker. Lucky for you single friends of mine I’m having a hard time matching you all up together. If I had a larger pool to choose from, this could get dangerous.
Lately I have chosen to have good days. To walk in and say, “I don’t have control of this situation, but it does not have control of me either and I will not let someone else’s stupidity or ignorance or laziness determine how I feel.” And you know what? I think it’s working.
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I read through an old journal of mine a month ago and found the entries from when I first met my husband. Let’s just say they were sweet and spot on, I knew I was going to marry him from day one.
I still have a “paper” journal but I forget to write in it half the time.
I’ve been having to learn to let go of my own plans for myself. I’m definitely not where I thought I’d be, but I think I might be better off, no I know I am.
In the past couple of months, two friends have offered to set me up. I have to say, it feels good! Even if it doesn’t work out, it’s nice to know people think enough of you to want you to meet their other friends. Good for you, Yenta!
I can only write, read, or study with classical music playing. Anything without lyrics, I suppose. On choosing attitude daily, that is one I struggle with. Thanks for the reminder, to not let a situation control me. Have a blessed day!
Visiting from Christy’s blog – and I’m glad I did. LOVE your last “lately.” SO true. We HAVE TO pick our attitude sometimes.
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Hooray for good days – I hope that you have many of them. Inspiring words I need to listen to myself
Great list, Elizabeth — when I write, I need to listen to piano/instrumental music because if there are words, I will sing along and lose focus on what I’m writing.
I love that you’re choosing to have good days.
I can’t wait to get my old journals again. I really need to go back to writing in one, doing morning pages or the like. I wrote feverishly in journals in highschool and they are h-i-l-a-r-i-o-u-s!
I am SO glad you joined us! <3
Cryptic is always kind of fun
So glad you are writing more. And good music is always imperative. Sigh. I always wanted a friend to play Emma Woodhouse for me…I need to have a chat with them. Putting it on my calendar. 
The thing you wrote about the 17 year old you being disappointed in the 27 year old you really resonated with me, because I have often had thoughts along those same lines. But, there is another side to the coin. When you are feeling overwhelmed or just not feeling as though you’ve got it all together, stop and think about what the 47 year old you would say to the 27 year old you. In my case, the older version of me is much more compassionate, accepting, and encouraging to my current self than I am presently. She knows that the trials and successes of today will shape me into the person I was meant to become. It’s nice to have someone like that in your corner.
I feel ya on the matchmaker thing. If only I had more people to choose from in my endeavors! And let’s just say at this stage in my life, there aren’t many! It makes me feel like I don’t get out much, but in reality it’s just the way it is when your husband is nearly 9 years your senior. All of his friends are married, and few of mine aren’t!