Day 14 (or: Do I have to resort to cookie baking already?)

Okay. I admit it. I’m stumped. And all right, fine! I admit it. I spent too much time smooching the Bad Relationship last night to be able to be anything approaching organized and thoughtful today. Don’t look at me like that!

Note to self: Schedule a frontal lobotomy. Clearly I can’t stay away from him. Blocking the email didn’t keep me out of trouble. Deleting his “friendship” on Facebook didn’t keep me out of trouble. Being responsible to the blog didn’t keep me out of trouble. Blissful trouble. If only I had figured out how to block myself from contacting him. None of this blissful trouble would have happened. Where’s the duct tape when you need it? At least I didn’t break down and bury myself in chocolate and brie.

And the real crux of the matter, as it relates to do-gooding, and therefore my responsibility to all 5 of my followers (thanks Mercedes and Kiera for joining us!), is that I’ve got a million good ideas floating around, and haven’t been able to commit to one for today. Next Tuesday, Day 21 of One Thousand Days, I’ve got a new “Cara’s Soup Kitchen” lined up. Actually, a soup meal next Tuesday for all my lovely friends, and for any subsequent Tuesday and for any subsequent lovely friends. You should have heard Holly howling with laughter when I told her that idea…she suggested that it’d been done, and that I should start a toy drive for needy kids for Christmas. And that I should call it “Toys for Toddlers.” She’s a sharp one, that Holly. She then admitted that she was teasing, and she just wanted to wind up in my blog again. Cripes.

One of those million great ideas that I’d like to focus on is responsible purchasing (re-purposing, re-using, recycling, finding things for free, finding things at thrift stores and consignment stores, supporting local businesses), but not today. That’ll take some research. And I’ve already said I can’t even land on an idea for today, let alone execute.

Another idea: I’ve got a beautiful artist friend who put out calendars this year, who I may be able to rope into an artistic good deed. And there’s still the music factor. Singing as a good deed! And I’ve got sisters who have been neglected and could use some direct love from their little/big sister. And I could be helping out at the animal shelter, or the human shelter…and…and…and…

Bah. It’s five o’clock, and I find myself seriously considering baking cookies. Yep. That’s what I’m doing. Day 14 of One Thousand Days I’m going to bake cookies and take them to the fire department. Those people run into burning buildings for us.  And I figure giving the cookies to the fire department is an acknowledgement that I didn’t burn down the house in my bi-annual cookie baking effort. Funnily enough, as I write this, the sirens and horns from the fire trucks are screaming up the street in my neighborhood. Oh Holly. I know I’m a disappointment. Promise you’ll love me again when I start up “Toys for Toddlers?”

14 down, 986 to go.