Sneeze and Whine

Saturday, November 13th, 2004 • No Comments on Sneeze and Whine

I went to bed at 9:45 p.m. and got up at 7:45 a.m. for work.  I wish I could say I got enough sleep (even though it was interrupted, I probably still managed 7 or 8 hours), but I could have stayed in bed for another ten hours.  I need to shake this viral thing I’ve been carrying around with me for over two weeks.  I have my good days (Thursday) and my bad days (yesterday) and days like today where I just want to curl up and, if not die, simply sleep until I feel better again.

In other news, I hate my NaNoWriMo book.  At some point in the past couple of days it has taken a bad turn.  Everything I’m writing is crap.  I know it and I can’t seem to stop it.  I’m meeting my self-imposed daily word count, but it’s all garbage.  I think (hope) things will improve.  I have a couple of key scenes coming up and I already have them pretty well outlined in my head.  I need to get back on track.  Right now, I hate this book.  Hate it.

December will be devoted to the January deadlines that are piling up in my in box—there were eight, at last count.  I just hope I’m not wasting this month on a writing project I’m going to end up trashing.  The only silver lining is that while avoiding writing last night I started plotting another novel.  Dangerous stuff, plotting a new book when the current one isn’t yet finished.

I’m panicking about the forthcoming holidays and all that needs to be done in the next week before Sheri gets here.  I’m acting like it’s September when it’s mid-November.  I dimly remember going through this last year, and the year before, and the year before, but I can’t remember how I get through November and December.  I thought making a list would help me get organized.  All it did was make my hyperventilate. 

To round out the insanity that is my life at this time of the year, my going back to college adventure finally starts in January.  Must meet with my advisor.  Must register for classes.  Must figure out what I’m going to do about my work schedule—rearrange it, cut my hours or quit?  Must sell a kidney to pay tuition.  Fun stuff.

It’s funny how life becomes so much more difficult to deal with when I’m sick.

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