Not a lot happened today. It was a peaceful, normal day. And that in and of itself is enough to celebrate. This week has been very relaxing for me – I haven’t been stressed out and I haven’t been anxious. It all has just sort of flowed, and that’s nice. Not sure why that is, but I’m gonna enjoy it while it lasts. (Maybe it’s the yoga –
I should do more yoga everyone should do more yoga.)
I’ve focused on carving out more writing time the last two work days, but it still remains a challenge. Now that the library is on a summer schedule, we only man reference from 9:30am – 4:30pm. I usually get into my office around 8am since Sean has to be at work early, so the last two days I’ve brought my laptop with me and focused on writing for about an hour before work starts. It’s great in the sense that I’m thinking about and working on my book again, but it stinks because I get going for a productive hour but then I have to stop. I love to write for large chunks of time, but I just don’t have that during the week (unless I want to start staying up later to write).
Tomorrow, I might try writing after dinner, but I’m not sure how well that will work. I’ve long since retired my night-owl status and changed it for “I’m in my thirties and I just need to sleep 8 hours a day, starting at 9pm.”
I think this is one of those situations where I need to be happy with the time that I have to write and just work with what I’ve got. Easier said than done though.