Day: March 30, 2019

We’re almost one-quarter of the way through the year.  Time doesn’t just fly, it soars like a rocket-powered aircraft—a North American X-15.

The gals and I were chatting the other day about what’s been accomplished so far this year.  Like, have we stuck to resolutions?  Did we realize an achievement?  Did something profound or life-changing occur?  What about 2019 going forward?

In terms of the Triple Threat Investigation Agency trio, they’ve had a number of small [successful] cases.  Nothing out of the norm, per se, but every one has proven challenging one way or another.  And they’ve just started on a major one that’s promising to become quite involved—it appears there’s another serial killer on the loose.

Rey’s not quite sure why “nutcases” are attracted to them like magnetite, but isn’t complaining; she loves being a private eye, even if it sometimes gets very hairy.  To deal with loonies, JJ’s thinking psychology courses might be worth pursuing while Linda’s all for taking more intensive defense training.  They knew becoming professional P.I.s would involve danger and that’s fine.  They’ll keep going with the flow.

In terms of myself, I’m doing much the same: going with the flow as best as possible, given those curveballs Life occasionally throws at you.  Other than recently signing up with Creativia, life is streaming along like a calm, countryside brook.  The current is barely visible, but it is moving.  And it’s all good.

What would I like to have happen over the next three-quarters of 2019?  Besides making mega bucks or winning the lottery so I can leave the 9-5?  <LOL>

♦   Have less stress.  For sure, a lot of it I place on myself (I’ve always been a stresser and worrier).  So I need to crush it.  Not an impossible task.  It merely takes faith and application.

♦   Continue writing/blogging and embrace more followers.  Work with and support fellow writers/bloggers.  Not just dip my toes into that lovely, warm burbling brook, but truly immerse myself.

♦   Be more optimistic.  The aforementioned stress can dim mood and outlook.  I’d like to view life, and the world, through rose-tinted glasses . . . for a while, at least.  Reality has its merit, but idealism never hurts, either.

   The plan, then: to do better and be better than better.