Selfdetermination.

Oh, my goodness, that majestic moment when you have fulfilled what you had proposed to do.
You need to have goals, things that matter to you almost the most to determine yourself and pull you out of the ocean where you were drowning.
Besides the fact the Nora Ephron nailed once again after sleepless in Seattle, and You've Got Mail, with Julie and Julia, always having that sense of endorsment with her carachters and their whereabouts, giving them a strong sense of where they are, but not of WHO they are and that's what we can always be sure to find in her movies, it has touched me personally, as many films have done. Fulfilling proposes is my weak point.

This is something I have been missing. I DO have goals, as many of the people who know me can tell, but as for short term goals... I have none.
Zero, whatsoever.
This in my chaotic life is a quite a hiccup. I cannot start something and finish it.
It even happens to me with the littlest things.
Like washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen. I may do the dishes but always forget to clean the counter, or the table or the vass.
I can not help it. It's one of my biggest faults, and I, dear reader (you know who you 2 are), have plenty.

What got me into such serious thinking?
A mere piece of film. Julie and Julia, as I have prevously stated.
Written by Julie Powell this is a biography of her trip into Julia Child's 'Mastering the Art of French cooking" book and life, trying to find herself, I believe, and trying to find her way to determineherself she could fulfill whatever she proposed to do.

This doesn't very often happen to me, for I have nothing I would love to fulfill at the moment, but have nevertheless a thousand things to.

So starting today I will make a list of everything I have to do and fulfill them weekly.

This week:
Changing the subject to my Investigation Report.
Calling the Vet and schedule my cat's cirjury
Start reading The 3 Stigmas of Palmer Eldritch, and finish AT LEAST another chapter.
Tell my mother to buy me the things I need from the drugstore.
Call Katie Cream.
Call Laura.
Do bday guestlist.
And fulfill weekly duties I had forehand.





Maybe is insane, but I need to keep track of such things or I'll never change it, and never sufice my thrist of definition and wellbeing.

I don't want to leave any loose cords anymore and then be hanged by the very same.




See you next week.

Good old Vanilla Dusty.

Whhat do you think if I start cooking as well?