I woke up this morning to ice rain plinking on the window, but there was a heavy calmness within the atmosphere. You know the pressure in the air that feels like snow? I turned over in bed, separated one of the slats of the blinds, and there it was – tiny snowflakes amongst the sleet. I debated whether to get up or go back to sleep, but the pressure in my head decided for me.
Coffee. I needed coffee and nose spray.
I crawled out of bed. Yes, crawled and scuffed stiffly to the kitchen. I’m much too young to feel this damn old that’s for sure. But birthing babies practically back-to-back 20 to 27 years ago can very well damage a perfectly good body. Well, maybe perfectly is an exaggeration, but it was perfectly good for me; back in the day, of course. (Gosh, I sounded like my grandmother just then.)
Three cups of dark roast, three Tylenol, and two hits of nose spray later, I’ve decided to stay in my fuzzy pajamas and vegetate for the rest of this Sunday. I may read, watch television, and eat corn flakes since ice cream is definitely not an option. Perhaps, I may even do a little writing. Who knows? It’s my Snow and Sleet Slumming Sunday and I get to do whatever I want.
What about you? What’s the weather like in your neck of the woods and what are your plans for today?
It’s out there!
It is released!
The Butterfly Curtain is now available in EBook format at Amazon.
The print copy should be available tomorrow and I am one day late getting this done! I’ll need to remember: a) don’t wait until the week before to submit, b) study and memorize formatting, and c) try to hire a professional next time.
It’s been a miserable week. Monday, our pellet stove caught on fire and an expensive part had to be replaced. I had soot all over my walls, furniture, curtains, windows – it was everywhere! Then Thursday was Thanksgiving which started from 12pm until about 12 midnight, but I enjoyed it. The weekend wasn’t all that great though. I was up until 5am yesterday morning trying to get my format to go through with a stomach virus. Oh, the horror! When I finally collapsed into the bed, it was hard to sleep with tummy pains, fever, and chills. Sometime around ten, I just went ahead and dragged my lethargic body out of bed because I had an important errand to run.
But today is good! (So far)
Now that The Butterfly Curtain is out, I have made a list of things I need to catch up on. For the next month, or so I’m going to market the new book, study more writing and take some free online courses on philosophy and psychology, and my daughter and I want to collaborate on a fan-fiction short story.
This should give me some time to develop a few ideas for the next writing project and see if either of them can amount to anything.
Tell me, how was your last 7 days? Please tell me it was better than mine.