Writing Prompt: The ever changing way a person views his/ her parents as he/she ages.
This is part of the Writing Prompt Series Announced in this post.
Writing Prompt: You are blessed with super powers that you use to save the world almost every week. However, being a super human does not pay the bills. Describe what life is like for a super human blue-collar worker.
“Move Andy!” I yelled, sticking my head out of my forklift. Didn’t he see I needed to get under them? “Sorry sorry!” he said as he moved aside, probably swearing at me under his breath. New people were always the worst. A few more trips and we had successfully unloaded the truck. “Sorry about earlier, you coming to lunch with us?” Andy was nice, but god was he an idiot. “No, thanks, I brought my own,” it was a lie, but he’d get the hint after some time, he wasn’t my type and plus, I wasn’t really the friend making type either. “Ok, that’s cool, next time!” he left with a wave and I heard the heavy boots of my coworkers file out of the warehouse. Carefully I got out of the forklift. Last night had been especially taxing on my head and laying down to sleep had been nearly impossible as my migraine decided to stab me repeatedly in the temples anytime I was found horizontal. Even little movements triggered it. Coffee was a thing I liked, maybe that would help, though I decided to make a mental note to refill my painkiller prescription. I made it to the small kitchen, headed for the coffee.
“Hi Alex!” It was overly loud and overly friendly and I wanted nothing to do with it, but Macy was here too with her sidekick, Heather. They worked in the HR department but somehow always ended up using our tiny kitchen. They said we had better coffee. I knew it was to look at the men as they went to lunch, their perverted private parade. Manual labour usually went hand in hand with good looking bodies. By the way, who names their kid Heather? Also, my name is Alexandra, Alex is reserved for my handful of sort-of friends and my father who never liked my full name but gave into mom’s choice because well, he watched my mother birth me and thought heck, she can name her whatever the fuck she wants. I didn’t say any of this though, “Hi Macy, Heather,” I nodded towards the other.
“Did you see the cover story today? Some guy was killed on 56th by that old apartment building, you know the one with the odd looking door? They came out with a photo of the suspect, it’s all over the internet. I don’t know how this stuff gets printed, I mean, look at the photo it’s totally messed with, and a girl her size is somehow able to kill THAT guy?!” She pushed the newspaper so close to my face there was no way my eyes could focus. I took it, worried for a split second, but sure I covered up well. It was blurry, a shaking on looker from their window with maximum zoom most likely. It was taken in the alley, the now very much dead guy was hovering above ground and was pinned against the brickwall by absolutely nothing, I stood below him, obviously all my attention was on him, it took so much effort the heavier an object was. I wore my red outfit yesterday and I hadn’t yet seen myself from this angle but I liked what I saw, if anything, my butt looked good. I quickly wondered if Chase had seen this yet, he probably had, it made me smile.
“Funny right? That’s what I’m saying I mean come on! Heather what do you think? Either way, this man is dead and that’s like super messed up, It’s not like it’s a great neighbourhood, guy was probably into drugs or something.”
I rolled my eyes and poured myself a cup of coffee. Not sure how long ago the pot had been made but also not caring. My head was going to explode if I didn’t do something. I leaned into the counter after a long sip and closed my eyes, my back to the women who continued to hypothesize on the background of the dead guy. I let the coffee run through my body and I exhaled, like an addict getting their fix. He hadn’t been into drugs Macy, he had been into much worse… that sick twisted son of a bitch.
I left the women while they spoke animatedly on the subject and made my way back down the oddly quiet warehouse aisle. The workers were gone, it was my favourite part of the day. My forklift was my safe place, and in a few steps I climbed in. I went to look for the key but quickly noticed a flower by the foot pedal, and a note attached to it.
490 Kingswood St / Royal Jewelers / 2 hostages / be there at 3
I have pain killers.
PS: Wear the black one, it’s my favourite.
I downed my coffee, sure it burned something on its way down, and made my way to the change room to grab my duffle bag.
Pain killers and Chase, only a few of my favourite things.
This is part of the Writing Prompt Series Announced in this post.
I’ve been creatively writing for over a decade, and it’s not always been good writing, heck, when do you ever know if your writing is good? I don’t know but I’m going to openly share some of my creative writing through this new series. All characters will always be fictional as my life is truly not exciting enough to make into a story, but that’s what makes this super fun. Different characters to create and plots to dive into!
I’m so excited to announce that I’ll be starting a Writing Prompt Series! Basically, having found this sweet community on reddit, when I see a prompt that I’d like to try and explore I’ll post them here so as to share a more creative type of writing! I tend to be very visual and usually source free images online to base my characters off of, so when possible I will make sure to include visuals too. They take a while to write and are a bit more structured than the regular post so I’m shooting for doing two a month! Let’s see where this fun takes us!
A writing prompt is a phrase, paragraph or word that inspires the short story written about it. I will not be coming up with my own prompts but rather finding inspiration from the reddit/writingprompts library. Thanks for following along!
27 years old. Born in Bogota, Colombia but grew up in Florida. I married my high school sweetheart when I was 21 and we have been married for 6 years now. I’m a firm believer that if you put God first in your life, no matter the challenge or circumstance all things will work out for good. I’ve experienced it, even in the most dire circumstances. My favorite activities/sports are yoga, volleyball, wakeboarding, snowboarding. I’m a realtor and I love it but nothing compares to my job of being a mommy, the best and most challenging job in the world.
How many kids do you have? What are their names and ages?
I have 1 child, Jesse Ryder Conforti.
How do you find your “me time”?
Jesse just turned 1 month and finding “me” time has been very challenging. I’m hoping this changes as he gets older. This first month of my child’s life I’ve become a singer, professional rocker, swaddler, clown and a great multi- tasker. I learn something new everyday.
Me time for me is: Basically, the ME time I have is while my son naps or sits in his swing. Also, when a family member comes over to watch him or spend sometime with him.
Although my priorities of “me” time have changed from:
– listening to my favorite band to listening to black noise or a lullaby.
My priorities and ME time have changed ALOT. It’s nice to have my family around because it makes “me” time a possibility for me.
How to become baby wise
The pacifier. Babies have a suckling reflex and that’s why they love being attached to the breast(even if they are not hungry, it’s soothing for them) the pacifier allows me to get things done and keep the baby happy at the Same time.
Congratulations! The hardest part is just getting started! Life as you know it has now changed.
I planned to move to a bigger place, got a new car, moved closer to my family, got all the list for the baby shower and organized everything as much as I could to be ready when the baby arrived. It helped a lot! There is so much going on when the baby comes that being as prepared as possible gave me peace and one less thing to worry about.
The first time my son looked in my eyes when I was breastfeeding him. I felt such a deep connection with him and was overwhelmed with gratitude and amazement at how God had given me a little angel to love and care for.
I gave birth two days before my due date. I had my Obgyn strip my membranes to help induce labor and speed the process along, I was over being so uncomfortable. Over all I gained 35lbs but it felt like 95. I started getting steady contractions between 4-5 minutes apart. They admitted me into the hospital, broke my water, gave me the epidural and before I knew it I went from 3cm dilated to 7. The midwife helped me along with pitocin to help me dialate from 7 to 10cm. The whole process was about 12 hours. When it came time to push it only took 8 minutes. The nurses were amazed as most first time moms usually spend 1-2 hours pushing but they said because I was in great shape it helped a lot. My husband and sister were by my side the whole time holding my hand. It was a beautiful and very intense experience. Hearing my baby cry was very emotional and exciting.
Gods’s gift to women. An opportunity to learn unconditional love, selflessness, sacrifice and joy.
With us having just started February there’s a lot of things that happen this month. People join the gym. They joined the gym in January for all those new year resolutions, and with Valentines day around the corner many people will jump at the idea of going to the gym! Just like we all do a month before summer hah. I wanted to talk about $$. That’s right. That taboo subject. I wanted to talk about it because I have been hearing something now and then when it comes to the Beachbody programs I do. “It’s expensive.” Well expensive only means something when it is being compared against something else so I wanted to put some comparisons out in black and white, because actually, it’s not.
Before Beachbody programs I also had a gym membership! I went religiously, and then winter came and every time I looked outside at the snow, (which is like 6 months up here in Canada) I just went “NOPE”. Eventually that year contract seemed to hang over my head and it made the little times I did go much more expensive because I wasn’t going as often! For me, it was all about time. Like many people, I had the same problem! I have no time!! Which many say isn’t a valid excuse, but it IS. It is when you just want a quick and powerful 30 minute workout but between driving, traffic and changing it becomes an hour and a half hassle. And if you have kids then I imagine one parent goes alone and the other one goes at a different time? Where’s the bonding time?! I needed something better. Something that was quick, inexpensive and awesome. It was hard to find, until I found the 21 Day Fix.
LA Fitness: $99 sign up fee + $35 per month = $519 per year!!
Yoga studio: unlimited membership $88 per month = $1056 per year!!
Barre style workout studios: $150 per month = $1800 per year!!
Things these prices DON’T include:
21 Day Fix Challenge Pack + On Demand membership for 1 year: $164 + $2.99/week = $319.48 for a year!
Piyo Challenge Pack + On Demand membership for 1 year: $164 + $2.99/week =$319.48 for a year!
Things these prices DO include:
plus, no gas needed in driving, no fancy gym clothes! I may or may not workout in my undies now and then, but who cares? You’re at home!
It’s no wonder I chose Beachbody programs over any gym membership! I’m in the best shape of my life, I challenge and push myself everyday, and it only takes 30 minutes out of my day! As opposed to before which was about an hour and a half with a 30 minute workout plus getting ready to go, driving, changing, working out, changing back and driving back home. Time is money!
If you want to get your own 21 Day Fix, or other Beachbody Challenge packs, order yours here and I’ll be synced as your personal coach!