Remy's muses - Productivity at last!

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Where would you like to be in 10 years?

I usually skip over writing prompts like this or completely groan and die a little when I have to answer this or do an essay on this topic. Today, after looking over tons of other writing prompts I decided to tackle this and maybe write why I hate this question. 
I hate this questions because I think, I'm just trying to survive this hour, day, week, month how am I suppose to write about YEARS at a time. In ten years I will be 38 and there will be so many variables between now and then. My life is impacted by two other lives right now and before they were here it was my parents.
I am obviously not a dreamer haha! I don't really have dreams or hopes for my life. I hoped I would get married and I did that. That was about it. Sometimes I let myself dream a little bit but then quickly talk myself out of it by thinking of the practicalities. "Well that's not at all realistic. In order for that to happen xy and z would have to happen."
SO ten years from now (so ridiculous) I don't know. Not even in my dream world can I picture something.
I'm not a dreamer, I don't have goals beyond a year, I'm just trying to survive today, and I hate this question.


Sunday, January 3, 2016

  • What would you do if you knew you couldn’t fail?
 When I first saw that question my first response was go back to school. I would go back to school and take classes and more classes! I realize I would also have to have unlimited funds so I'm not sure how that would work. There are so many careers I would love to go to school for and try out. I am interested in so many things but also I just want to learn so many things so to go back to school and be promised that no matter what class I took I wouldn't fail, I would love that. 

Write my book(s!) finally. I have so many novels started and late at night while I'm trying to sleep I will write more in my head which I promptly forget as soon as I wake up. It's not a fear of failing to get them published that keeps me from writing because I don't really care if any of them get published or read for that matter I just want to finish them. SO I'm not sure what's holding me back but if I had the promise that when I started writing that I would finish I think I would do it. (Kind of sounds like something I could actually make happen)

Feel less guilty about parenting. If I knew that there was no way to fail as a parent and all I had to do was try to do my best I would walk around feeling way less guilty. 

Be more honest with people. Tell them how they hurt me or offended me or things that I'm struggling with or how I really feel about things and just be promised that it will go well. By well I just me that we both are completely honest and both leave the conversation feeling good and resolved. 
 
I wish I could ask more questions about this question.  "what do you mean?" "Can you define it a bit more?"

  • What is your favorite hot drink, and how do you make it? 

My top three are hot chocolate, tea, and apple cider but Michigan apple cider I mean the other stuff is fine but there is nothing like Michigan Apple cider. 

 Hot chocolate I start by filling my mug with a few splashes of milk and then I add some flavored coffee creamer. My current favorite is chocolate mint truffle. Then I add the powder with the mini marshmallows and then fill the rest of the mug with boiling water. I sip slowly and go into diabetic comma! haha!

Tea- I only really like the fruit teas and mint but I'm not a huge tea drinker. I'm trying to get better about that since it's nice to have a warm drink at the end of the day during the winter and sometimes all the sugar is just too much.  I did have a dream last night where I tried a different kind of tea and really liked it a lot (hahaha! what an odd dream. I will have to look that one up)

Here on the Island I just buy those apple cider packets and they are fine.In Michigan I would go to the apple orchard and buy apple cider and then either heat it up on the stove or in the microwave. Oh yum.