Keeping Perspective
Today is like any other day when you return to work after a long weekend. However, this time I'm feeling all melancholy (or bored). I don't know if it has to do with my hope for my manuscript being uncertain or it is the tradgety of the hurricane. Or maybe it has to do with my property taxes (second half) being due today and I am shelling out some hard cold cash to live where I live and it really is too damn much.
Regardless, most of what I am trying to get done at work in meager details and I am left to let my mind wander on a variety of things that are work related (why do I keep getting e-mails questioning simple decisions?) or not-so-work related (did I just make an ass of myself for calling for status about who's desk my now drifting manuscript will land upon. I'm still shaking... what is up with that? This is just a business call right? Yeah-- when it isn't hinging on the biggest dream of your life!). Oh and don't forget my tracking fetish.
Weekend was fabulous--really--I couldn't have asked for more over a long weekend. Cooperative weather, trip dowtown to Millenium Park, out for dinner and errands on Sunday (which is also our anniversary), and then yesterday we spent the day eating, drinking, and being with family. Can I ask for more? Hell no. Of course I could have written a little more (Worked on the subplots. Chugged out another few thousand words on the new book. Polished a short story for a contest.)--but in the end, I am happy just the way it turned out. I was relaxed, happy, and well fed.
Which leads me to believe--I have it good. And more the believing it, is knowing it.
Regardless, most of what I am trying to get done at work in meager details and I am left to let my mind wander on a variety of things that are work related (why do I keep getting e-mails questioning simple decisions?) or not-so-work related (did I just make an ass of myself for calling for status about who's desk my now drifting manuscript will land upon. I'm still shaking... what is up with that? This is just a business call right? Yeah-- when it isn't hinging on the biggest dream of your life!). Oh and don't forget my tracking fetish.
Weekend was fabulous--really--I couldn't have asked for more over a long weekend. Cooperative weather, trip dowtown to Millenium Park, out for dinner and errands on Sunday (which is also our anniversary), and then yesterday we spent the day eating, drinking, and being with family. Can I ask for more? Hell no. Of course I could have written a little more (Worked on the subplots. Chugged out another few thousand words on the new book. Polished a short story for a contest.)--but in the end, I am happy just the way it turned out. I was relaxed, happy, and well fed.
Which leads me to believe--I have it good. And more the believing it, is knowing it.
