Stream of Consciousness Sunday: The End.

I’ve felt this coming for a while.

The change. The feeling that it had run its course and that it’s time to move on.

The end of Stream of Consciousness Sunday is here. 

Over a year ago, July 8, actually I took SOCSunday over from Fadra. She handed it over to me, entrusting that I could keep its spirit alive.

I think I’ve done a decent job. But it’s now feeling overwhelming. Sometimes I just don’t have anything to say. Or I want to write more. Or I just don’t feel like doing it. I have a hard time going in and reading posts that are linked up and that makes me feel sad. Making time isn’t my strongest point right now.

To my community: I love y’all. And I hope you’ll still visit. I’ll still visit you. Keep writing and keep dumping your brain.

And if you’re interested in a free writing every week, go link up on Tuesdays with Heather for Just Write!

Thank you for sticking it out with me!

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Stream of Consciousness Sunday: A week of Mondays. Again.

This has been a crazy week. I don’t know about for y’all, but it’s been full of Mondays for me.

Surely you learned something, though. Right?

Today’s (totally optional) prompt: What I learned this week.

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This week was full of Mondays. In fact, I’m actually looking forward to this Monday so I can start over with a real week.

Jason traveled this week and Monday started with driving the 35 miles to work, getting a call at about 1pm that our alarm was going off, driving home 35 miles, checking on the alarm, WALKING THROUGH THE HOUSE WITH A HOE IN MY HAND (like that was going to hurt somebody), and then driving back to work 35 miles. And then home again.

That night, I called the Dunwoody PD and asked if an officer could walk through the house before Henry and I came in and spent the night. They obliged with no questions asked. The officers were great and I was able to sleep that night.

Thursday, I came home to a CHIPMUNK in my house. Yes, people. A chipmunk was in my house. We got it out, but I gotta tell you. They may be cute on TV, but they’re NOT cute when they’re in your house. And then I had a strange anxiety dream about running a half marathon in Ohhhhhhh, 33 days. (What am I thinking?)

Saturday, after work, we drove to the fair. Oh, how I love the fair. There’s nothing strange or “Monday-like” about the fair, but I thought y’all might want to know that.

Was your week crazy? Was it all Mondays?

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
  • Link up your post below.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Freeeeeeeee!

I’ve had a bit of a strange few weeks and have felt very discombobulated. I’m thinking right now I need a true brain dump. Whatcha think?

Today is FREE WRITING!

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I just set my timer for 5 minutes to write. I’m really dumping my brain tonight. But the tv is on and it’s kinda loud. I’m not turning it off though because Auburn football is about to come on and I don’t want to miss it. Truth be told, I’ll probably be in bed about midway through the 2nd quarter. I’m very tired.

This week has been hard and long. Next week stands to be harder but ends with the Type A conference. I’m quite excited about seeing my online friends in my own city. I can talk with my native twang without it being watered down!

Ooh, football is on. What in the WORLD is my kid watching on his computer? The music is horrendous.

I hate LSU. I sure hope we beat them tonight. But who knows. Also, have you noticed that Brad Nessler looks like Nick Saban’s fat uncle? He does. Look it up.

Seriously. I need to find out what Henry’s watching on the computer. Ugh.

Free write. Dump your brain. Free your mind. (and the rest will follow)

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
  • Link up your post below.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: It’s FALL and #SOCSunday is BACK!

**waves wildly**

Hi there! It’s been a few weeks! I’ve missed y’all and from what I’m seeing, y’all missed #SOCSunday, too! You like dumping your brains out through your fingers, don’tcha?

Thanks for indulging me and for being gracious while I took a little break. I think it was good for my soul and my sanity and probably for Stream of Consciousness Sunday.

If you’re new to #SOCSunday, here’s the deal:

I may (or may not) give a prompt each week. Hopefully my post will go up at midnight Eastern time, but sometimes I’m lazy and forget.

Take that prompt (or non-prompt) and write for five minutes – yes only FIVE MINUTES.

If you’re feeling stuck, maybe take the prompt and go with it. If you’re feeling overwhelmed and like there are a million things in your head to get out, just dump your brains. Seriously. Set a timer and write until it goes off. Mid-sentence? Either finish it or just leave it unfinished. Maybe you could complete it later as another post.

And then you link up. That means come back here and leave a link to your post so the others can go read and hopefully comment.

Anyway, it’s quick and easy.

So let’s do it.

Today’s (totally optional) prompt: How Fall makes me feel

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It’s crisp and cool. Some days it’s still hot and muggy. But it’s Georgia, so that’s par for the course.

The air constantly smells like fried elephant ears and corn dogs from one of a million different fairs in the area. The air after rain starts to smell like wet, decaying leaves. The sound on the TV – all the channels – sounds like Brent Musburger and Kirk Herbstreit.

Fall is my happy place.

It makes me feel wrapped in a blanket of orange and blue shakers and makes me realize that all things must go to sleep so they can regroup – even the trees and flowers.

I feel like I can breathe, even when fall allergies attack my head and nose. I love to run again because it’s not hot. I LONG to run again because I won’t feel like dying when I do.

Did I mention the sound of football on TV? Oh, yeah I did. Well, consider it mentioned again.

Above all, Fall makes me feel alive.

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
  • Link up your post below.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Do Over

It’s back to school time. Again. Seems like it’s always back to school or back to school after Christmas break. Or back to school after Spring Break.

This year, I’m taking a Do Over. What’s something YOU would like to do over if you could? Or what are you going to do over?

Today’s (totally optional) prompt: Do Over

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Last year I failed as a mom. At least in my eyes I did.

I started working the same day Henry went back to school. I was behind from day 1.

My brain tells me I failed him.

I was always a step behind, forgetting things I shouldn’t, missing spirit days, failing to make sure he did xy&z.

I never could get ahead.

This year is going to be different.

I spent all day yesterday getting ready for school to start. The house is clean. A million loads of laundry are done. New school clothes are bought. A family calendar is hanging up with color coded dry erase markers.

A homework station is set up and my calendar is filled out completely.

This year is going to be different.

We’re not going to be stressed because we didn’t know about a certain special day. We won’t let him fall behind in math, and will stay on top of falling grades.

Our new chore/responsibility/reward chart will be enforced.

My brain is ready, along with the house. Now to get through the last week of summer and hit the start of 3rd grade with gusto!

Getting a chance to have a “do over” at the beginning of each school year is a blessing. 

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
  • Link up your post below.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

 

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