It was the steroids. Dang it. I loved having energy. Now I’m back to my usual. I do understand my tiredness. I give my day job my all and try to have another day job too (that would be writing). It’s natural we get tired. The doc has given me a clean bill of health. Really.
Meanwhile…I have joined Weight Watchers at work. Why? Well, have you seen the new Weight Watchers, with its emphasis on holistic health? You should. Essentially, I not only help out the folks at work who want to have our meeting go, I also get to learn to eat really well, which is something I work on anyway. So, if I don’t lose weight, I’m okay with that, but I’m also okay with jumpstarting my interest in fruits, vegetables, whole grains, and healthy oils. My old complaints against the program being primarily about low calories? Pretty much gone. It’s pretty cutting edge. And it’s about danged time.
You have noticed, I think, some changes here at the Tamago. I’m not getting to this as much. Work is pretty full (another sign that we need a full time administrator). Also, I’ve been enjoying some real quality time with the spouse (and that’s more important than my real and/or imagined Internet fame). Finally, I’ve been laying down some serious verbage on the various writing projects. Which is as it should be.
And, there’s the title of this entry. Part of the reason I write? I am a fan who engages in fannish behavior. I like becoming part of the experience of something. Sometimes, other people can produce a work so powerful, this can happen to me. Other times, I enjoy being part of the experience of my daydreams.
Recently, I have become obsessed with HBO’s series Rome.