I Wish I May, I Wish I Might

I'm thinking about writing a book. I know. EVERYONE writes a book. But the other week we had a family party and my brother and I were talking in our basement. He said, "Annie, have you ever thought of writing a book?" "Um...not really." "I think you should. I can see you writing a comedy about life as a single. You have so many good, funny stories. I really think you should do it. Think about it."

That definitely got me tossing around the idea. I have been single a long time. I mean, we're talking my entire life here, people. I'm pretty much an expert at being (and staying) single. Why not? So...I'm not sure if I will or if it's just some fanciful dream. But he did open a door marked, "Possibility". It would be a big endeavor, but I love writing and it could be fun. An adventure, if you will.

Having read my blog posts, I'm anxious to know what you think about this idea. Good or bad. I want honest opinions.

To write or not to write...a book. That is the question.

Randomness

My roommates and I have developed a routine. We wake up at 6 am and go for a walk/jog. If not, we try to do something physical to help us with our weight loss goals. Even though we've had some rough patches (Rough patches? The second day, I jogged straight into a pothole and got banged up. Potholes are now the bane of my existence.), all three of us have been dedicated. Yes, we miss a few days here and there, but I'm very proud of us. I love that we are doing this together. But do you know what I love even more? The naps I take after the exercise. Yes, I take a nap before I get up and go to work. Hey! I need all the sleep I can get!

Tuesday morning, I settled down for the long awaited nap and you would not believe the stream of thoughts that barraged me. They went something like this:

'Yes! Time for sleep! Mmmmm. I like sleeping! (pause) I can't believe that Frank (I changed his name) used to date her (we'll call her Carol). Every time I like a guy, it's seems like Carol has dated him. Sheesh! And she's TALLER than the guys. What is the deal?! Does she go for shorter guys or something? Carol isn't even that tall!! I mean, what's wrong with short guys going for short girls like me? Humph! Now come on Annie. You can't get to sleep if you're thinking like this. Stop riling yourself up. Breath. Think of things that will put you to sleep. Sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeep. Come to me, sleep fairy or Mr Sandman or whoever you are. (sigh) Should I wear my new shoes to work? I don't know. They've got that heel on them and I might suffer after a few hours of wearing them. But if I wore the shoes, I could wear my new pants. They need to be hemmed, but I could probably get away with it in those shoes. I think I'll wear them. Jewelsp talked about buying more Pop-tarts. I hope she gets the kind without frosting. I don't like the frosting. Or do I? Hmmm...nope I don't. Why can't I sleep?! Sounds like the neighbors leaving. Why is my bedroom always next to the LOUDEST trucks in the neighborhood? Or motorcycles that leave at 12 o'clock at night. I want to sleep now. Maybe I should just watch TV. No. I'm really tired. How can people fall asleep so easy? [angry grunt] I try to think of nothing and nothing turns into a whole lot of something. [flip over and punch pillow] Stupid pillow!'

Eventually, I did fall asleep. I also assure you that those thoughts were not made up. My brain is very random, especially when I'm trying to fall asleep. Do you suffer from the same issue or is it just me? Call it my over-active brain or call it insomnia. Either way, I'm hoping it won't plague me tonight since I'm going to try to sleep now. Maybe by posting this, I will have typed out all the random and Mr Sandman will come swiftly.

I wonder if he's single...