I realized today that my writing momentum is very much governed by Newton's First Law (humor me, I'm a physicist). To wit: when I'm clipping along, I keep clipping along, and it takes a lot to slow/stop me. But conversely, when I've stopped writing for whatever reason (even a planned break), it is really hard to get moving again.
I should be well into rewrites. In actuality, I'm only halfway through the lists I made a few posts down. I partly blame the return of Dancing With the Stars, my only reality TV guilty obsession. I largely blame sheer exhaustion. Every night after Little Boy goes down, I feel like collapsing, myself. Quite a few times this past week, I've passed out cold on the couch and slept HARD from about 8:30-9 pm until DH finishes his schoolwork and wakes me for bed. At first I thought it was just the past 18 months (creeping up on 2 years!) of sleep deprivation - from the book, not my son! - catching up to me, but then I realized I haven't been taking my vitamins/iron supplements for a little over a month. I'm borderline anemic and I start to notice when my iron levels drop, so maybe that's it. I made sure to pick some up at Wally World tonight and took them already. Hopefully they'll kick in soon.
For now I'm off to work...yes, you read that right. We've got a patient starting tomorrow that requires QA (quality assurance) tests on his treatment plan beforehand. But I couldn't get on the accelerator this afternoon because our service engineer had to replace some parts that should have come in Monday. He said it would be a 5 hour job. So, witness me, heading back to work at 10 pm to do 2 hours worth of tests and hopefully be home and in bed not much after 1 am. I love my career, I really do, but sometimes...
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