Sleepy Haiku

I’m sure I’m dreaming.

I’m not? Who knows? Who cares? I’m

asleep now, so there.

I don’t usually like reading haikus since they have such a hard time subscribing my ‘poetry must rhyme’ rule, but trying to fit a rhyme scheme into such a small space is difficult indeed. I like the challenge. Maybe there’ll be more of these little guys in the future. But for now, as the rhyming haiku states: It’s time for sleep.

Life Edit. (Part Two)

Big news, everyone. This guy got himself a listing!

Boom.

Now all I have to do is close the deal and get nine more and I’ll be well on my way to success. No problem. As for the rest of the week, it’s a lot of office work and draft editing.

As for all this ‘life’ that seems to be happening around me, that’s going to take a little more planning. We’ve (sort of) mapped out a rough 3-5 year plan that will ideally put us in prime position for a successful future. This plan includes moving sometime toward the end of that plan. But, as of right now, we don’t know where. Maybe back home to ol’ Indiana(BLEAH), or it could be somewhere else. I loathe Indiana. But, unfortunately, just about the entirety of both mine and my wife’s family live within a 30 mile radius in that awful, snow-ridden state. However, if snow is the main hurdle we have to deal with, then I guess I already know what to expect…Unfortunately.

For now, though, she’s in school, getting that degree. I’m seeing where this real estate train leads to. And I’m going to keep writing and honing to see if I’ve got the chops to play with the big dogs.

How are all these cliches working for y’all?

Not well, I assume, but cut me some slack. I’ve been up since 3am. I’m not really writing at my ‘peak’. So I’ll just go to bed, and plan to hit the editing hard and have a nice fresh piece to call done. Until then.

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Nap time.

It’s 7:56 right now. Otherwise known as: bedtime. 8pm is always what I try to be in bed by. It’s an ambitious goal. One I’ve only hit a handful of times. But that’s not for lack of trying, certainly. I have to be up at 3am so eight o’clock is the absolute latest I should be hitting the hay. Unfortunately the running average is about 9:30. And that makes for a restless and groggy day.

But I digress…

Worked a solid ten today at the day job. Came home and sort of gelled out. Tried to write, but only made it to about 75 words. Not terrible, but not where I need to be. I realized I’ve been writing simply. As in: more like another outline. Heavier this time, for sure, but still an outline. Not that that bothers me. It’ll make drafting that much easier. But I’d like to get a good(rough, mind you) first draft by my year mark. I’m not sure if that can include two outlines. I’ll see where the writing takes me these next couple weeks and the. Reevaluate. Right now it’s like I have the bones(outline #1) and am currently working on the muscles. So by that third pass I should have some solid skin on this bad boy. But I’m hoping I can cut out a step here soon. So as to finish in a timely manner.

Legs are pretty sore today. But ten hours of physical labor will do that to you. Keeping the ice on ’em doesn’t seem to be having a marked effect, but I’m going to keep trying. If nothing else we’ve had the freshest ice ever this past week. And I can’t complain about that.

That’s all I have to report for now. Time to let that slumbermobile take me away.