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January Journal | Our Prairie Nest
January Journal

The new year is here and I started it off with a grand total of zero resolutions and goals. That isn’t normal for me, and I am perfectly okay with this. Of course, I’m planning and working on projects, and I do have book releases with hoped-for publication dates. However, I’m not putting any pressure on myself to accomplish much of anything.

This year, I decided to change up my planner and also start a bullet journal. The planner is a nice, neutral minimalist 7×9 Essential Daily Planner with plenty of space for my Erin Condren stickers. It has a hybrid layout for the weeks – half of the column is hourly and half has free-form lines. Of all the non-Erin Condren planners I have bought, it is easily my favorite and I might be changing to it year after year.

The bullet journal is meant to complement it, because it is where I am tracking projects, events, and keeping an actual diary/journal a few days a week. I used an A5 refillable leather journal notebook that I somehow scored for only 99 cents in 2021, and then promptly set aside because I didn’t know what I would do with it. Now, I’ve set it up to also be a minimalist way to track projects, progress, start and completion dates, and thoughts. I created sections by folding washi tape over the long edges of each page and I’m very pleased with the effect.

I thought I would post little monthly summaries here, as well, so here’s how January is going so far.

Reading

I am currently reading House of Earth and Blood by Sarah J. Maas. I’m about halfway through and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I think I like it. To be honest, I already know the plot and the twists, as well as those in the sequel. I am an ACOTAR fan. That series gave me a monstrous book hangover. I think I’m hoping for this series to hit just as hard.

Cross-stitching

I am working on “Peace Was Never an Option” by Twilight Sewn, and should have it completed by the end of the month. The only thing holding me back is that I ran out of DMC 818 while stitching the boy’s legs. However, I ordered some from 123Stitch and it should arrive soon.

Gaming

I am currently DMing a D&D 5e campaign, but the controversy around the OGL and D&D Beyond is so not cool. Alternative RPG systems are looking really attractive, because why give Hasbro any money after all of that? Regardless, the campaign itself is going okay. I think. Sometimes, it’s hard to tell. If you’re a DM, you know how that goes.

Also playing Pokemon: Scarlet and having a great time with it! The first, and only other, Pokemon game I played was Black, and I didn’t care for it. The entire plot of early games was to go from gym to gym, trying to beat the leaders. It was annoyingly repetitive. With Arceus and other recent games, the world of Pokemon has really opened up and I think that’s fantastic.

Watching

My daughter and I adored Wednesday, which was our holiday watch. 10/10, would watch again. Hoping for a second season! Some people didn’t care for it because it was a darker take on the Addams Family, but it hit all the right beats for me.

I’m watching Book of Boba Fett, as well. Only 3 episodes in, but I’m trying to watch it on Friday nights.

Exploring

During the first weekend of the month, our third in our triad visited and we had a wonderful dinner at Indian Bistro in Omaha, followed by ice cream and walking through the Old Market. Maybe that sounds a little funny, walking around during a freezing cold winter night with ice cream, but it was marvelous. We stopped at Vinyl Cup Records, and each of us bought an album, too.

The second Friday of the month was the office holiday party at Spezia. I’ve eaten there a couple of times before, so I was glad to go again. Their food is always delicious.

There have also been Spiral Scouts meetings and a trip to the zoo, with the start of the new year. December was really cozy with a lot of time spent at home, in front of the fireplace, and January has been the opposite: so busy, for mostly good reasons. But still, I’d really like to hibernate for at least a few more weekends before spring! 😁

 

 

 

Summer Update | Our Prairie Nest
Summer Update

It’s late summer and I’m melting. I decided I’m not going to continue with 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks, because I wasn’t having much fun with it. The writing prompts are handy, but not my cup of tea at the moment.

I’ve also decided to take a step back from being as active on WikiTree, due to some concerns about leadership. Specifically, how leadership treats those of us in the LGBTQIAP community. A few months ago, a member asked about reporting a project leader for making homophobic comments/statements toward them, and then that same member disappeared from the WikITree Discord server. I don’t know exactly what transpired but I know that, regardless of my sexual orientation, I’m not okay with it.

So I guess this is just a little update on where this blog/site is going. I will certainly be sharing more genealogy. In fact, I have something I’m working on right now, but it’s going to take some time to put my thoughts together. Also, the heat does my head in, so that’s not fun.

There are plenty of other things I want to share and talk about, but I’ll get to them. Right now, I need to slow down, recover, and then move forward from there. Honestly, I feel a bit like I’m screaming into the void anyway, but I always hope someone will find something useful here someday. 😀

Witch or Bitch | Our Prairie Nest
Witch or Bitch?

In 1997, the song Bitch by Meredith Brooks came out and many women embraced it. You probably still remember dancing around to it, thinking, “Oh yeah, I’m hella edgy!” But how many of you read the book Bitch: In Praise of Difficult Women by Elizabeth Wurtzel, published in 1998?

Elizabeth Wurtzel died today, but I think her work went out with the 90s and that’s just as sad. When Prozac Nation came out, it was highly praised by readers and critics. How many non Gen-Xers have read that book, though? Or Bitch? If you haven’t read any of her work, I urge you check it out. Very little has changed since either book was released and I think they remain relevant today.

Bitch came at a time when I needed to read it. I’d spent the first 5 years of my adulthood apologizing for being the person I was and trying to be something different. But as 1998 came around and I was circling back to the things that mattered to me – instead of to someone else – Bitch was like a call to action.

In particular, I was re-embracing my Pagan beliefs. For a time, I’d set them aside to explore monotheism and found that none of it made sense. How could it, when everything about the Abrahamic religions is merely a retread of the Pagan beliefs that came long before? Why follow a copycat religion when I could look deeper and further back, when I could connect with humanity and nature instead of some abstract idea of divinity?

My ex-MIL did not take that well and she specifically informed my husband at the time that “The devil is in your (our) house.”

So Elizabeth Wurtzel’s book “praising difficult women” came when I needed it the most, when I needed someone to understand me and accept that, yes, I am a Witch and that’s not going to change. Most of us have the same need – to be understood, to feel accepted just the way we are, to be allowed to live and let live. Something in Bitch gave me that, as well as the strength to continue on my own path, not worrying about someone else’s judgments about me.

Fast-forward a few years into the future, when some officer whose name I don’t even remember informed my now-ex-husband that he could never vote for him to be president, because of my religion. Hey, random officer whose name I’ve forgotten? This is for you and everyone who thinks like you:

I think Elizabeth Wurtzel would approve.

Rest in peace.

Releasing or That night Daniel saved me from prom | Our Prairie Nest
Releasing (or the night Daniel saved me from prom)

Blame the New Year, blame 2020, blame the eclipses, but here’s the truth: it’s not them, it’s me. And I realized I tried to do and be too much last year.

Late last year, I started getting headaches, something I don’t generally suffer from. I had more sleepless nights than ever, and I lost about 10 pounds because… Well, I don’t know why, but it happened and I know it’s not a good thing.

The first weekend of December, I went to Midwest Furfest with my husband and son. We’ve gone in previous years, but not the past couple because A. it was getting a little stale and B. renovations took priority. But this year I had a little bonus from doing some editing work on the side, so off to Chicago we went for MFF 2019 and I am so glad we did. We chilled. We laughed. We raved. It was fantastic and it was eye-opening.

What I realized that first weekend in December was that there were things I didn’t miss back home. Things I was doing because I did have an interest at first, only to find out they brought on more stress than satisfaction.

Maybe some people are stubborn and will push through that, but not me. It took another month to realize my body was telling me something: to stop, fall back on what I truly care about, and let the other stuff go.

I want to spend time with my family and my birds, get back to writing (which has been going slower than I want), focus on genealogy again, spend more time gaming (we’re going weekly with D&D), go out with friends for coffee, and have the freedom to sit down and watch TV at the end of the day. I’ve actually been pining to watch Turn since I saw the first episode, but every weekend I think I’m going to get back to it, something happens.

The entire month of December was full of highs and lows, which is pretty normal. However, the lows of 2019 were some of the worst. I’m burned out on the things I’ve tried, from socializing at the Mom Prom to being a Girl Scout co-leader. They’re all great things and I’m glad they exist, but they aren’t my things.

This sense of burn out has been acute since October, when I lost someone who meant a lot to me. It hit hard and there are times the grief still makes me feel incredibly alone in social situations. But that compelled me to drop the things in my life that don’t do me any good or stress me out, and spend more time smelling the roses (so to speak… it is winter, after all). So I’m in the midst of releasing physical things, commitments, and other things that literally cause headaches.

Last year, I found a job outside the home that I love, and am back to working in a law office, like I did for the first 15 years of my adulthood. I’ve committed myself to writing fewer books per year, but that’s still a priority because I love doing it. And, of course, I’m as passionate as ever about genealogy. I want to get more into the family history aspect of it, and I still get so much satisfaction and energy from teaching writing and genealogy classes at the local community college!

This year, I also want to make more time for doing what I want to do. Like taking an impromptu trip to Carhenge. Or spending a day cross-stitching with my daughter. Or finally visiting an archive in Nova Scotia.

The thing is, we’re in a place that isn’t permanent for us. I don’t just mean Nebraska, but life. So we ought to live our lives, our way. Yannowhadimean? Yeah, you do.