Amazing Weekend
I love three-day weekends, especially when I don't have any events. I did have a work event on Friday night and we have another tonight, but I still got three full days off. The temperature was in the 70s or 80s most of the weekend. We invited a few people over for a barbecue on Saturday. Very relaxed and pleasant. On Sunday and Monday, we did a few household chores and yard work and took advantage of the great weather. We went to Matt's and sat on the patio, drinking margaritas and eating queso. We walked the dogs frequently and sat outside in our yard drinking beer. I love "spring" in Texas. I know we'll have a couple of cold fronts between now and April. But they won't last long and will be followed by beautiful weather.
I wouldn't change much in my life. I'm lucky to have a great husband, a nice house, a fun neighborhood, and a houseful of entertaining pets. I would love to make a couple of career adjustments, but those are the only changes I would ask for. After being here seven months, I can say I'm happy to be back in Texas. (Even if it is a red state.)
Tuesday
Thursday
Doh!
I've been waking up early again to try to finish revising my novel. I swear, every time I say "my novel," I feel like I've been saying the same thing for years. Which, at this point, I have. "So just finish the damn thing already!" I say to myself, which is why I've been getting up at 5 a.m. when I'm most clearly not a morning person.
My non-morningness was clearly demonstrated to me today. As I have revised chapters, I've found two (so far) that I thought could stand alone as stories. Which I have submitted to a couple of literary magazines. I don't know what my chances of publication are; I've never submitted any fiction before. (Actually, I may have submitted one story when I was 21 or something, but that's it.) I can write a pretty decent cover letter when applying for a job, but my fiction cover letters suck and I know it. They are essentially, "Here is my story called X. Please consider it for your (insert publication name.)" Then I do a short bio, including my non-fiction publications and that's about it.
This morning I was glancing at these previously submitted stories and I realized that one of them has a typo. In the FIRST SENTENCE. Like I said, not a morning person. I think I'm going to have to re-read everything at night, when I can think like a human.
I've been waking up early again to try to finish revising my novel. I swear, every time I say "my novel," I feel like I've been saying the same thing for years. Which, at this point, I have. "So just finish the damn thing already!" I say to myself, which is why I've been getting up at 5 a.m. when I'm most clearly not a morning person.
My non-morningness was clearly demonstrated to me today. As I have revised chapters, I've found two (so far) that I thought could stand alone as stories. Which I have submitted to a couple of literary magazines. I don't know what my chances of publication are; I've never submitted any fiction before. (Actually, I may have submitted one story when I was 21 or something, but that's it.) I can write a pretty decent cover letter when applying for a job, but my fiction cover letters suck and I know it. They are essentially, "Here is my story called X. Please consider it for your (insert publication name.)" Then I do a short bio, including my non-fiction publications and that's about it.
This morning I was glancing at these previously submitted stories and I realized that one of them has a typo. In the FIRST SENTENCE. Like I said, not a morning person. I think I'm going to have to re-read everything at night, when I can think like a human.
Wednesday
Monday
A Little Happiness
I've been a little sad lately. My job has been very busy and I've been working long hours which means I have little time for myself, my husband, my workout routine, or revising my novel. Thus, the sadness. I know this sounds whiny. A lot of people have worse problems. I'm just tired. Our busy season runs from January through May and that's just the way things are. April is going to be a bitch. We have three and sometimes four events per week. That means late night or weekend hours, unfortunately.
But the sun is shining. Today I noticed green grass poking its way through all the yellow dead lawns in my neighborhood. Spring is on the way and that makes me happy. Because if I still lived in Chicago, I would be cold. February is a horrible month in the Midwest. I would still be cold in June. So no matter how tired or cranky I am, at least I'm warm and the sun is shining.
Also, I think we're getting a puppy tonight.
Happy Valentine's Day!
I've been a little sad lately. My job has been very busy and I've been working long hours which means I have little time for myself, my husband, my workout routine, or revising my novel. Thus, the sadness. I know this sounds whiny. A lot of people have worse problems. I'm just tired. Our busy season runs from January through May and that's just the way things are. April is going to be a bitch. We have three and sometimes four events per week. That means late night or weekend hours, unfortunately.
But the sun is shining. Today I noticed green grass poking its way through all the yellow dead lawns in my neighborhood. Spring is on the way and that makes me happy. Because if I still lived in Chicago, I would be cold. February is a horrible month in the Midwest. I would still be cold in June. So no matter how tired or cranky I am, at least I'm warm and the sun is shining.
Also, I think we're getting a puppy tonight.
Happy Valentine's Day!