awaiting

I seem to have made double posts – apologies for that.

Anyway, it’s been quiet around here lately. I’ve been bogged down with work and writing commitments, which is lovely, but also tiring. Obviously, some things are on hold (there is one particular piece of writing I am PAINFULLY waiting to hear back about–we’ll see) but all in all – I’m feeling half useful.

My fitness regime is going VERY well. It’s nice, having a habit of exercising. I enjoy it (well, not the cardio, but who really does?) plus I feel stronger and healthier. Food-wise, I’m doing OK. I treat myself and I don’t feel guilty about that.

the flowers in my mother’s garden are in bloom already – if the double digit temperatures lately weren’t enough of an indication that spring is upon us. i can only hope that winter isn’t going to be cruel and come back for a fling in April. Although I must confess that I lament we didn’t get a proper winter this year. I didn’t miss out on making a snowman or anything (not that kind of kid) but i love that chilled peace.

Around this time last year, I welcomed a new addition to my tech family. If all works well, I’ll be composing my posts on a new platform in 2 week’s time 😀

I never say terrific anymore

And I doubt that I ever did. It’s one of those painfully abandoned delightful words that always ssucced in escaping my output.

I was cruising Wikipedia on Franzen’s “Freedom”‘. It had a quotation from Obama, who though the novel was “terrific” after reading it during the summer. Now, I don’t pretend to have many things in common with Mr. President (for one thing, he governs a whole nation, whereas I don’t have any measurable significance or influence over the world) but it’s interesting to me that our vocab doesn’t overlap. Of course, it’s all to do with our separate and vastly different upbringing, our differing taste in literature and such and etc – but HOW COME I SAY “WONDERFUL”?

It rolls off my tongue so easily and yet i don’t harbour much affection for the word. It seems so washed out. So “nice”. So “fine”.

Things like this make me hyperaware of my usage of vocab. Why do i say what I say? Will I begin muttering “elementary” now that I’m firmly in the lap of the Sherlock canon?