Showing posts with label organizing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label organizing. Show all posts
Friday, July 6, 2012
I'm in the airport Waiting for my flight to Miami! Woot!
Of course, we've been delayed. Boo. But I have used my time to get some writing done. It went well again today, even though I wasn't on my laptop. Why no laptop? I don't like to travel with my laptop. I'm always afraid something will happen. But I wanted to be able to write. So I figured it all out.
My fiancé has bothered me and bothered me to use Dropbox. I downloaded it a few months ago. It's something I have, but haven't always made use of. But I decided to upload my most recent draft into Dropbox. Now I'm really glad I did because ive been using my fiance's laptop to write. It meant I had my story available to me easily without worrying about where I was or what else I had planned.
I definitely recommend Dropbox. It's one of those tech things that just makes writing so. iChat easier.
What tech makes writing easier for you?
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Small Space, Big Memory
Whenever I come back to Canada, my old room waits for me. It's not the room I grew up in, since my family moved around a few times, but it's the room where I spent my last year and half of high school, and all of university.
It's also the place most of my stuff ended up.
I think to really get a picture of what this is like, I need to describe my room. My room is tiny. Right now, I'm currently sitting on the floor next to my bed. My feet are almost touching the other wall. This is the furthest point from me.
In other words, my room is the size of some walk in closets.
But it's my room and my mom (being ever creative) found a way to make it work. It involved a custom made bed (that I juuuuuusssst fit on) with drawers underneath, shelves above and extra shelving in the closet.
Today I decided it was time to clean out all my stuff (seeing as my suitcase is parked in the living room because there's no room for my stuff). And I have a lot of stuff. And even more memories.
I've come across a ton of stuff that I'd forgotten I'd had and I wanted to write about some of them.
Some of the things I've found include my Irish dancing shoes from that time I took Irish dancing for just a few months, my large collection of Disney VHS tapes, pictures of anime characters--from when I was obsessed with all things animes, friendship necklaces (that are only half a necklace and I can't even remember who has the other half), I've got soccer equipment, track equipment, things from Egypt and there is so much more.
But the best thing I discovered while I was digging through my bedroom was something I must have done when I was in grade 3.
And I'll need to back up to explain that a bit.
When I was in grade 3, my sister, who has Spina Bifida, was in the hospital for basically the whole year. I don't really remember why, but it was obviously related to having Spina Bifida. Well apparently, while that was going on I got a bunch of my friends to draw her pictures and sent her a whole folder of stuff. It included a letter which went exactly like this:
To nicolefrom Kelly-Anne (this was when I was obsessed with using my whole first name)
I hope you get well soon
I miss yourelly much (apparently I didn't miss her relly much)
roses are red
villtits are Blue
sugar is sweet
so are you.
I hope you come home soon. When they's noting to do I thank of you and wonder how you are. I hope I see you soon. Love Kelly-Anne
I can't believe I still have this, I don't even know how it showed up in my room. But it's nice to be able to look back.
I also found my journals from when I was in grade one. I can barely decipher the things I wrote. Maybe I'll share them some other time. But I have to give credit to those primary teachers, who can somehow decipher even the worst kid's writing.
Question for you guys: ever come across something about yourself that just made you go awwww?
It's also the place most of my stuff ended up.
I think to really get a picture of what this is like, I need to describe my room. My room is tiny. Right now, I'm currently sitting on the floor next to my bed. My feet are almost touching the other wall. This is the furthest point from me.
In other words, my room is the size of some walk in closets.
But it's my room and my mom (being ever creative) found a way to make it work. It involved a custom made bed (that I juuuuuusssst fit on) with drawers underneath, shelves above and extra shelving in the closet.
Today I decided it was time to clean out all my stuff (seeing as my suitcase is parked in the living room because there's no room for my stuff). And I have a lot of stuff. And even more memories.
I've come across a ton of stuff that I'd forgotten I'd had and I wanted to write about some of them.
Some of the things I've found include my Irish dancing shoes from that time I took Irish dancing for just a few months, my large collection of Disney VHS tapes, pictures of anime characters--from when I was obsessed with all things animes, friendship necklaces (that are only half a necklace and I can't even remember who has the other half), I've got soccer equipment, track equipment, things from Egypt and there is so much more.
But the best thing I discovered while I was digging through my bedroom was something I must have done when I was in grade 3.
And I'll need to back up to explain that a bit.
When I was in grade 3, my sister, who has Spina Bifida, was in the hospital for basically the whole year. I don't really remember why, but it was obviously related to having Spina Bifida. Well apparently, while that was going on I got a bunch of my friends to draw her pictures and sent her a whole folder of stuff. It included a letter which went exactly like this:
To nicole
I hope you get well soon
I miss you
roses are red
villtits are Blue
sugar is sweet
so are you.
I hope you come home soon. When they's noting to do I thank of you and wonder how you are. I hope I see you soon. Love Kelly-Anne
I can't believe I still have this, I don't even know how it showed up in my room. But it's nice to be able to look back.
I also found my journals from when I was in grade one. I can barely decipher the things I wrote. Maybe I'll share them some other time. But I have to give credit to those primary teachers, who can somehow decipher even the worst kid's writing.
Question for you guys: ever come across something about yourself that just made you go awwww?
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