Well, Christmas is over. Those of us who survived have a week to take a breath and collect ourselves before being plunged into the New Year. For those who didn’t make it, I’ll offer a moment of silence to mourn the loss, as I will miss you….
I hope you enjoyed the Christmas present I got all of you: I spared you a Sunday blog post. My holiday from trying to write something semi-entertaining, if not a tiny bit relevant, is a holiday for you, too, since you didn’t have to read (or delete) another failed attempt 🙂 I do thank you for your patience, because (in theory) practice yields improvement.
As anticipated, I got my gift of writing on Monday. It is after ten o’clock on Monday night as I write this post and I just printed the first draft of the short story I set out to write today. Yes, the one I planned to write back in September. As an added bonus, I also took time to beta read a short story for a fellow blogger. I finished reading all 100 pages and made some notes, which I will review and organize over the weekend.
I could end the post here, leaving you with the impression that I’m a master at managing my life; that I’ve got all the balls in the air and haven’t dropped a single one. But let’s face it: that would be dishonest. And I don’t want to be responsible for anyone plunging themselves into a pint of Haagen Dazs because I made them feel inadequate. (However, I do recommend Mint Chip.)
So instead of dressing reality in expensive jewels and calling it an heiress or sweeping the facts under a dirty rug, I’m going to share just a few of the things that did not get done:
I have one more night without the kiddos, so I’ll see what I can tackle on Tuesday night! If I don’t get any of these things done, I can always see how many more levels I can complete on Angry Birds 🙂
What did you do over the holiday weekend – relax, work or play?