the end of a long day

Here I am, writing my second post!

So far I like this place. People are so encouraging. Random people will just read your post and comment. And you can see anyone else’s post. That’s cool.

Earlier I talked about how I was starting to feel overwhelmed by everything. Well, I made it through the day and I did so much that I feel like I didn’t get enough done. How does that even work?

My one hour call with my writing coach turned into three hours, because we spent another hour chatting with a mutual friend and another hour doing writing sprints. Good times. I did not get much writing done, but I did write my favorite first line of a book ever:

Hannah flipped a page in her book. “Did you know you can get rid of acne by standing naked under a tree?”

Great, right?

It makes me laugh.

Also, that is a 100% real spell I pulled out of a book on witchcraft.

I love writing.

Tomorrow should be a good day. I’ll be working more on my boutique business as well as writing and doing more of Submission Possible. I totally recommend this course, by the way. You get a $100 discount if you sign up for Craft that Draft first, which I did. I’m on Day 8. And I’m even writing a chapter a day! I’m making fabulous progress in my Swan Lake retelling.

I miss spending quality time with my husband. We’ve both been so busy lately. Me with all this plus DoorDash (to pay for the writing coach), him with all of his work. On top of a 40-60 hour/week job, he works as an aid for his autistic brothers and he also gets paid to be a Game Master playing D&D twice a week. Today he came home an hour early and it still didn’t feel like we spent time together, because we ran to the store and then he had therapy. Half an hour after that was the beginning of my nightly appointments.

At least we have cake.

And hamburgers. I love me some beef.

Can you tell yet? I have an unhealthy relationship with food. I’m working on that.

I’m not looking forward to going to bed tonight. I’ve been rediagnosed with sleep apnea and this time I followed through and got the dang CPAP. Well, it turns out I can’t sleep with a CPAP. Honestly, wearing it doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it would. I’ve adjusted to how uncomfortable it is to have air constantly being forced into your windpipes. But I wake up randomly through the night now. That didn’t used to happen. I mean, I guess it technically did, because that’s how sleep apnea works, but I didn’t remember it then. So. This sucks. Also, I’ve used it four nights in a row and never once washed it. I must be some awful kind of sinner but frankly what did they expect when they handed it off to someone with depression? I’ll clean it tomorrow. Probably.

I want to keep writing here, but I frankly don’t know what else to write about. It’s probably time that I go read and get to bed.

Good night. Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.

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I have a unheathy relationship with food to and I am not working on it. I just don’t care if I want a piece of cake I’ll eat a piece of cake. I only ate a bowl of cereal this morning cause of a med I take if I don’t eat it makes me bloody sick. Then I ate 1/2 my  dinner. I may have a cuppa tea but I have to make it and I am a lazy girl. I need a maid lol

Hope you and your hubbie get to have some snuggle time soon. If you kill me in the morning my mum gets all my life inc and my body go’s to the F.I.B bome yard so my body can help catch killers. It’s a real thing you can give your dead body to them and they use it for sloving crimes which I think is kinda cool.

4 weeks ago

@mermycohea Bahaha! Cool!

@mariahkporter lol I dreamed of cake last night too.

4 weeks ago

@mermycohea I’ve been carving away at a mousse torte cake. My favorite!