Soul. Mate.

There's something magical about finding your soulmate. More magical than the fleeting moments of falling in love that people experience throughout their lifetime. Finding a soulmate is different. More special, more rare. Because a soulmate isn't simply someone who makes you happy or that you could live with... a soulmate is bigger, better than that. A soulmate is destiny; and what's better than the moment you find your destiny?

"I do, I do believe in fairies"

Considering how overwhelmed I've been lately, it may be a good time for another list of happy thoughts. My little Peter Pan list for pixie dust. I do, I do believe in fairies :)

1) The family I'm marrying in to. So many people complain about their in-laws... especially their mother-in-laws, but I have to admit mine is pretty fantastic :)
2) Writing. Be it in this thing, for work, for play, for fun, whatever. I just like it. And maybe if I keep talking about how I need to write my book one day I'll be able to actually sit down and do it.
3) Baking. Its been such a long time since I've baked, but a work potluck gave me a reason to and it made me miss it a little. Maybe a little more than a little.
4) My mini family.. because my fiance and my puppy are two of the most important people/dogs in the world to me. Without them home wouldn't be home.
5) Reading. Because sometimes life is stressful or overwhelming and getting lost in a book, or a series, and connecting to these characters that are so vivid its almost like the feelings you have are for real people and that is a gift in of itself. People who don't read are missing out on something pretty magical.

It's pretty late so maybe I'll leave it at a short list for now, but if I get the time it may be a good exercise in good health to add to it later.

Until next time,

Nora

The everlasting, never-ending conundrum of time.

Part of me wishes that blogging wasn't so infrequent. It feels like there needs to be more hours in the day, not only to keep up with all of the obligations of what I have to do.. but to keep up with all of the hobbies and little extras that I like to do. Even if there were, say, 36 hours in a day... or perhaps even 30.. I think I could be okay with 30.

Its strange, because I feel like I spend a good part of any given week or month writing.. mostly articles, or rewriting or editing what others give me. I've also been lucky to write a series of articles for a newspaper in northern CA over the past few months. Between all of my jobs, I get to write probably more than a lot of people... and thanks to the variety, I get to write different sorts of articles. But they are all just that, articles. And sometimes I miss the opportunity to blog.. or write a short story... or attempt to get somewhere, anywhere, with my book. Or the idea that I currently hope to turn into a book.

And its not just finding more time to write. Its finding more time to do other things. I feel like I used to bake more. And I used to make up my own recipes more. I have all these different new flavors I want to try and create but finding the time to bake... esp. without a group of people to eat the finished product... is proving harder now that I'm working more. But I don't think that working more is the issue. I think it all goes back to 24 hours just not feeling like enough.

I also sometimes wish that I had more time to pursue other work opportunities and side projects. I'm really thinking not too many people would complain if we had just a few more hours in the day. A few hours to spend on hobbies, catching up on work/schoolwork/housework or just hanging out with the people we love, doing everything or nothing - or both.

And now I'll leave you with a quote. Because I like, too. And words are kind of my life <3

Until next time,

Nora

"sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people" -Nicholas Sparks, The Lucky One