Too Good For Junk! Day 102

I'm catching up bloggers.

I was raised watching 60 Minutes and Andy Rooney's commentary's. Of course I have not watched Andy for sometime, no offense to him but you know how caught up we get into and with things in life. Tonight, I did have the opportunity to hear Mr. Rooney's piece this evening. I think it was called "Too Good for Junk!"

Mr. Rooney talked about the ten electric razors he still has, showed pictures of his basement with things he will never part with because they are too good for junk. He showed his office with four computers, one still in a box. That box would be there a year from now he said. Oh how we never throw things away, now we can recycle.

Mr. Rooney decided to start off the new year with a clean office, so he will pack everything up and move to the basement until next year. I think he was directing his article to me. I move my furniture around all the time. I can never decide what to include in a garage sale or what to take to the consignment shop. I have bits and pieces of craft stuff, scrap booking stuff, everywhere around. So, what did I do Christmas evening? I repacked all my craft stuff into new boxes for the closet, because it is too good for junk!

2010 has been very slow for me. I have scheduled a few book signings, and have several leads towards more. But I am in that too good for junk mood. I am moving things, like my lower half from the bed to the lazy chair. I want to blame it on the weather but I can't. I have to blame it on me, myself and I. I could be going through all the listings I have for future events, contact them by e-mail, visit their websites, I make plans too but have not followed through a hundred percent yet. I will get there, I must complete my journey to the New York Times Best Seller's List.

It is weird where you can write your next book at. I wrote my second children's book this weekend while sitting in the emergency room for six hours waiting on the doctor to treat my mom who had fallen and fractured her rib. That sounds kind of crazy in a sad way, but I have the book written. It started on the back of a bond paper Blockbuster mail out, and ended on a Christmas card my boss had given me. After I scribbled my words down, I asked the front desk for some copy paper. It takes me awhile1

This weekend did I transcribe my new book to the laptop, no, I set it aside because it is TOO GOOD FOR JUNK!

Have a great week bloggers.
Carly Cartmill
"The Split Pea Soup Caper"
www.tatepublishing.com
www.splitpeasoup.me