Well-earned vacation

Company while I work.

Okay, okay, it’s been a while since I posted. But I wasn’t lounging around eating bonbons, more’s the pity. As it has been for many people, it’s been a tough year. I’ve had long streaks of 7-day work weeks—not that I’m complaining. I’m just happy to have steady work at a time when so many others have lost their jobs.

Nevertheless, what with COVID and home classes for the kiddos and everything else, my schedule has been packed. So, on this, the day after Boxing Day, I think I’ll wrap it up for 2021. I’ve only got one deliverable left, maybe 3 hours’ work, and then, I’m on vacation, baby.

Will be back at work on January 2nd.

Sayonara.

“It’s over!”

What’s your deal breaker?

That’s it!  You’ve had it with that man and you’re calling it quits.  You’re going to round up a posse of girlfriends, head out to a pub, drown your sorrows in Ultimate Mudslides and bury them under a mound of Buffalo wings.  But how did it come to this?  What did the poor guy do?

I polled a group of women to find out what would be the last straw to break the back of their relationship.  Here’s what they said:

He cheated on me

According to Dante’s Inferno, the penalty for cheating is to spend all eternity in the second circle of Hell.  Infidelity is the great-granddaddy of all relationship sins.  The majority of women put this one at the top of their list. 

Not surprising.  Cheating hurts.  And no matter how much we tell ourselves it’s his fault, and his problem, it leaves us wide open to self-doubt and recrimination.  Why her and not me?  Is she prettier, smarter, nicer?  And—the kicker—is she better in bed?

Even for those willing to overlook the ‘diss’ and give the man a second chance, cheating breaks the fragile bond of trust, and that’s the hardest thing to regain.  As one office manager in her forties put it, “I don’t question that I could forgive a guy who cheated on me, but I don’t think I’d trust them again. And it would be too hard to live with someone you didn’t trust.”

He’s ‘on the down-low’

A communications officer in her thirties painted the infidelity issue a slightly different hue: “If he was seeing another man!”  In a homophobic society such as ours, it’s not surprising that many gay and bisexual men aren’t willing to have open relationships with other men.  As a result, they live a double life, publicly dating women while privately sleeping with men.  And while we understand the pressures of living up to the expectations of others, cheating is cheating, and we’re going to show him the door.

He doesn’t respect me

Aretha Franklin said it best.  Women don’t just want respect; we demand it—or the deal’s off.  One senior executive at a cruise ship company said, “If he’s dismissive or starts taking me for granted, making me a low priority in his life…at that point, next!

Lack of respect manifests itself in many ways, including lack of consultation on important issues, mean or dismissive comments in public, and not giving you time to speak your piece during an argument.  Anyhow you slice it, the guy’s gotta go.

He’s cruel

“If my man hit me even once, he’d never get another chance.”  Domestic violence was a big issue with the ladies, of course, but it didn’t just end with cruelty to a woman or her children.  One professional dog breeder points out that cruelty to animals is just as bad.  “I had a boyfriend who kicked a puppy of mine once.  Broke up with him on the spot. Violence toward something weaker and more vulnerable is not macho, it shows a weak ego and character.”

He only talks the talk

There are a lot of mocking pretenders out there who talk a great game but can’t back it up.  A writer of Young Adult fiction says, “He can tell you everything he hopes to accomplish, lay it all out for you, but NEVER make any effort to go out and use the information he’s researched. Eventually, you’re going to get tired of all the talk.”

He doesn’t want kids

A deeply religious office worker in her early twenties insists she’ll walk away without a backward glance if the man didn’t want kids. Furthermore, while he doesn’t have to be from her religion, if he had a problem with her raising them in her religion, she’d call it quits.

He’s broke

A married writer, former singer and actor says, “A gentleman does not allow the lady to pay the bill.  I do my share of treating and gift giving when the relationship is established. But early on, during the courtship and wooing period, he should pay.  I’d offer to go Dutch but it’s a disingenuous offer. If he says ok, I’ll be disheartened. He clearly is not trying too hard to impress me.”  Nope, women surely don’t want no scrubs.

More reasons to dump him

Other women threw these dating no-nos into the mix:

  • “A Mamma’s boy who turned the relationship into a soap-opera, casting his mother in the leading role. Too much drama.”
  • “If he turned out to be a pervert, a sexual predator or serial killer.”
  • “Unreliability – not to be able to trust or rely on him.”
  • “If he didn’t help out at home with children and chores.”
  • “If he was possessive.”
  • “If he was addicted to drugs or alcohol.”
  • “If our lifestyles and goals didn’t match.”

Sometimes, we need a clean slate

Whether the actual breakup is gentle and diplomatic or fast and brutal, we must find the courage to act when it’s time to move on.  After all, our soul-mate is out there.  We just need to get out and find him. 

Well, what’s your dealbreaker? Let us know in the comments.

What Kind of Carnival Queen are You?

It’s Carnival time, and in T&T, where the road make to walk and woman is boss, that makes you a queen in your own right.  But what kind of Carnival queen are you?  Here’s how to find out.

It’s almost 2:00 a.m. at the hottest fete for the season, and Machel is up on stage, calling for a wining partner. You:

  1. Literally climb over the crowd to get there, then promptly put on a display that would shock even the seasoned Soca veteran.
  2. Challenge the best-looking man in your posse to help you out-do the girls on stage, right there in the audience.
  3. Close your eyes, throw your arms in the air and just enjoy the groove.
  4. Fete?  Two a.m.? Is your bed wet?

It’s J’Ouvert morning and the crowd on the pavement is thick.  A cute cop asks you to move back a little.  You:

  1. Tell him to make you move, nah. 
  2. Buss a wine on the man, back him up against a post, and ask him what calibre his gun is.
  3. Hug up your homegirls and keep on chipping with your band.
  4. Can’t hear him.  You’re up in the bleachers.
Let's be the goddesses we are, ladies!

Carnival isn’t getting any cheaper.  How do you finance your Mas?

  1. Take out a loan if you can.  Otherwise, beg, borrow or steal.  You could live on crackers and cheese for the rest of the year.
  2. You’ve never paid for a costume in your life.  That’s what men are for.
  3. Put aside a little every month, and if that doesn’t cover it, take a big bite out of your January budget.  It’s worth it.
  4. Two snow cones and a ticket to Red Cross Kiddies’ Carnival hardly counts as an expense.

Your pan side makes it to Panorama Semis.  You:

  1. Negotiate your way onstage as flag woman, and, when the cameras are on you, do things with the flag that could get you jailed.
  2. Hang around the pan yard for every practice and try to catch the eye of the nice Ras on the tenor.
  3. Practice, practice, practice, and play your heart out on competition night.  Yeah, of course you play pan!
  4. Visit the pan yard once in a while, and buy a jersey to show your support.

Tuesday evening, everybody head hot.  A fight breaks out, and soon the air is thick with bottles.  You:

  1. Try to get as many knocks in as you can, and then slip away and act as if you weren’t the one who started the fight in the first place.
  2. Hang on to the nearest hunk and plead for protection.  Hang on TIGHT.
  3. Run for cover, and find somewhere else to jam.  No violence is going to get between you and your Mas.
  4. Shout for your husband to come and see a bottle fight on TV.

Results

Mostly 1s: You are June Gardiner’s Bacchanal Woman

You believe Carnival was created to let off steam, and you let off enough to power a small locomotive.  Ease your inner wajang off her leash just a little . . . but keep your sane and sober self in control.  Remember the power of the cell phone camera and the reach of social media.  The last thing you need is a viral video you’re going to have to explain to your boss, your family, and your future kids.

Mostly 2s: You are Elsie Lee Heung’s Diana, Goddess of the Hunt

You’re on the prowl for big game—the handsome, hunky two-legged kind—and the streets of Port of Spain are your happy hunting ground. We enjoy the rippling, bare-chested eye-candy too, but let’s be careful out there; many blue devils are still devils when the paint comes off.  Don’t do anything you’ll regret.

Mostly 3s: You are Allyson Brown’s Tan Tan

You love the Mas and the Mas loves you.  You like the feel of the costume against your skin and the smell of the Savannah dust.  Play your Mas, girl, play your Mas.

Mostly 4s: You’re Anra Bobb’s Love and Peace

Carnival just isn’t your cup of tea, and you’re content to sit back and let others enjoy it without laying a dose of the guilts on them.  Maybe you ought to sit this one out; take it in on TV, read a book, or escape to a Caribbean island with your honey and make your own Carnival memory.

However you play it, play it safe.

Finding time to write

We don’t find time; we make it.

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Did anyone take part in NaNoWriMo? That’s National Novel Writing Month, always held in November. The challenge is to write the first draft of a 50,000-word novel in 30 days. Sceptical? Thousands have done it. Many have gone on to get published.

But those of us writers who don’t have a giant S printed on our clingy spandex chests find it hard to get 50 pages done in a month, much less 50,000 words! We have jobs, studies, kids, spouses, sick family members, elderly parents, pets, fitness and a hundred million other things crowding our already cluttered lives. How do we do all this and still shove our writing project in edgways? Are we crazy?

Now that I write and edit full time, it’s a lot easier, as it’s a clear case of work or starve. But when I was in corporate life, and when the kids were younger, it was a challenge. I figured out a couple of tricks, and I’ll share them with you — on the condition that you’ll share yours with me.

Eat one-handed

For years I ate at my desk at work, stuffing my face with one hand while the other tapped out my story. I learned fast which foods are easiest to eat while working, like sandwiches, pizza, or roti, and which need to be avoided, like steak or spaghetti, which require concentration and dexterity (and two hands) if you plan to avoid disaster.

Even if I scarfed down my lunch (trying not to choke), I could still cram maybe 30 minutes of writing time in there. Doesn’t sound like much, but it adds up. (And this may be TMI, but I also learned to breastfeed one-handed for the same reason.)

Dictate to yourself

If you’re busy doing something else (housework, driving, that sort of stuff), try dictating your thoughts into a recorder or phone. (Make sure your phone is hands free if you’re driving, please!) I personally don’t use this method as I actually type faster than I think, but it’s a great solution for many people.

Just don’t dictate while walking down the street or while using public transportation, lest you get carted off for a psychiatric evaluation.

Drop by drop

As the elders say, “Drop by drop will fill a bucket”. Don’t stress if you can’t find a nice long couple of hours to write in. Do it one page a day and you’ll have a largish novel in a year. That’s better than most people who claim they want to write ever achieve.

Don’t be nasty to yourself

Many writers, including seasoned ones, get so bogged down in rewriting and editing a few pages that they never finish the whole book. The best advice I ever got was “Finish the book, then edit it.” Soldier onwards to the end before you look back; it will help you focus on your progress rather than spinning top in mud, going round and round in circles, but heading nowhere.

Palm off your responsibilities

If you can afford it, get someone to come in and help with the housework, even if it’s just once a week, to free you up a bit. Palm off the kids on a relative (slip them some money for ice cream and they won’t complain). Lock your door. Scribble “Do Not Disturb” on your forehead. Treat yourself to a beach house weekend. Every now and then you deserve a nice long idyll with your masterpiece. Go for it!

Other good ideas
  • Take a coffee/writing break. It’s a cliché, but coffee shops exist for a reason.
  • Write while someone else is driving.
  • Fit the task to the time allotted; big jobs for big chunks of time, and so on.
  • Play deaf. What? You were asking me to get up and fix dinner? Sorry, I didn’t hear you!
  • Squeeze in an extra hour at the start or end of your day. (Personally, I’m at my best at dawn.)
  • Be your own dominatrix: reward yourself for being good, and punish yourself for being naughty.
  • Stop using ‘busy’ as an excuse. We’re all busy. The only person I know who isn’t is my dog. How badly do you want this?
  • Your book—and your readers-in-waiting—will thank you when you’re done.

Do you have any tips or tricks to add? How easy is it for you to find time to write? Let’s hear your comments.