Oh, I had so many plans for myself in 2015. But I just now discovered that my co-director/producing partner of my beekeeping documentary is pregnant.
So now I have so many plans for myself in 2015…inextricably linked to the schedule of a fetus. The kid is supposed to arrive in September, which means I’ve got nine months and counting to get this film locked.
What is that infernal ticking noise I hear?
I am secretly thrilled by my co-director’s pregnancy. Because no one gets more work done in a day than an expectant mother. No one. And it’s not like my co-director isn’t already one of the most driven people I know. I cannot wait until she goes into full freakout nesting mode. As someone with severe completion issues, I am so excited to be sucked into her vortex of super-productivity.
Nothing like the hard, immovable deadline of childbirth to clarify priorities.
With the impending birthday in mind, here’s my revised list of New Year’s Resolutions for 2015:
1. Be a better friend.
2. Complete production on the documentary.
3. Play along with the full freakout nesting of my creative partner (without the baby) by downsizing my personal belongings to 1000 items or less.
4. Write something, anything, for at least one hour every day.
Revision Number One is my original resolution, that just got really hard.
Revision Number Two is obvious. I need to get this film done before I lose my creative partner to total sleep deprivation.
Revision Number Three is my usual OCD-tinged resolution, but this year I’ll have a motivated
taskmaster sponsor to really push me to achieve my minimalist housekeeping goals and help me gain more time for friends.
Deciding to direct a documentary film is basically taking a vow of poverty. Since I will not be able to take any sort of longterm job until the film is shot and the baby is born, I will have to supplement my income somehow. Although I estimate I have about $5000 in potential ebay and etsy sale items currently masquerading as “My Worldly Belongings,” I can’t really count on the fickle shopping habits of others to enrich me. Also, listing items for sale online is a soul crushing time suck hole. This brings me to:
Revision Number Four. I don’t think 2015 is the year that I will become rich as a freelance blogger. However, it has come to my attention that people will actually pay me to write. Not a lot. But enough to pay down my home equity line of credit if I am super disciplined about generating good content.
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