To Get Another Day Done
I’m thinking Tuesday will become my errands day. The crowds have gone down and a lot of the Monday shoppers have gotten what they need.
My friends tell me I need to meet more people. It’s not like I live under a rock, it’s just that I’m a single mom and dealing with a lot of stuff. The Universe seems to agree with my friends, because all of a sudden people I didn’t know were interested are all saying, “We want to spend some time with you. Come and do X with us, or something else?” It’s nice to feel wanted. Considering I’ve spent most of my life feeling unwanted, it’s a good and glorious change.
I sent off the first round of revisions for the third Strange Angels last night. Working through the recent upheaval has been…enlightening. It’s vaguely ironic–no, I take that back. It’s massively ironic that my own advice about working through upheaval has come back to me like this. I search my own weblog for how I dealt with stuff like this at other times, and it’s helpful to sometimes look back through that and remember that I’ve felt like this before, and it too shall pass.
Lots of changes. I need a holding pattern for a while, my flexibility is becoming a bit strained.
And with that, adieu. Off I go to get another day done.
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September 29th, 2009 at 12:32 pm
I always find that I’d love to do stuff with people, but I also want to get a stack of writing done that day. It’s such a hard choice, but one you have to make differently sometimes. It is important to get out and love the world, and those in it, but other days all I can think about when I do that is how many words am I not writing right now. It’s a bummer of a mind set, but it is what it is.
Hope you got plenty done for the day.
September 29th, 2009 at 12:36 pm
tuesday is a good day, weds is when social security checks are deposited.
do keep time for yourself, thats very important!
September 29th, 2009 at 5:34 pm
Once in a while, the most memorable advice one can think of is a quote from a mediocre movie:
“Don’t take life too seriously, or you’ll never get out alive.” -Van Wilder
It sounds silly I know; but its a valid point. If you’re not getting out enough, experiencing new things, life seems like an endless rut. Wake up, go to work, come home, wash, rinse, repeat. Working twelve-hour shifts at a nuclear power plant, I know the feeling of “the shift never starts because the shift never ends.” You’ll know its bad when you get home, go to sleep, and have a vivid dream of a full work day. Then you wake up, exhausted from your dream-work, and get to go in to work for another twelve hours of “fun and excitement.”
Take a day, and go out and do something for yourself. Dinner with friends, a movie, a relaxing evening with a good book and better glass of wine; whatever it takes to relax once in a while. Nobody is going to get on your case for a bit of leisure once in a while
V/R,
Adam
September 29th, 2009 at 8:55 pm
I’m happy to hear that you’re deciding to get out more even though you don’t really want to. I’m the shy type as well.
I’m happy to hear that you sent off your revisions for the third Strange Angels. 
Happy writing Lili. PS. I wasn’t able to post my reply on your LJ, so I decided to post it here. Is there a reason for that?