How is it that I didn’t attend conference and yet I feel as exhausted as if I had? I realized this while trying to catch the RITA announcements via Twitter Saturday evening. Despite that I didn’t travel to the other side of the continent, despite that I didn’t spend my days tromping from workshop to workshop, from appointment to appointment, from party to party, by Saturday night I was toast.
It’s been a busy week.
On Monday I discovered the fate of my 2007 Golden Heart finalist manuscript. As I’d feared, following the departure of the requesting editor, the manu went…somewhere. My thanks to the assistant editor who looked into the lost manuscript for me and gave me the opportunity to resubmit via email. I spent Monday re-editing the manuscript, trimming/tightening by another 850 words, then emailed it off on Tuesday.
Tuesday to Thursday, I continued writing and revising Penny’s new short. It’s done! Still needs some editing, which I will accomplish this week. I have two sequels planned, so I need to write teensy blurbs for those, then brainstorm a series title. I hope to send off the whole package in a couple of weeks. As usual, I want to let the short story sit before I look at it again.
Friday was town errands, a doctor appointment, then visiting Sandorf Verster in the sun. A great time (the visit, that is). All weekend (and I do mean all) I took pictures for a major website update (not one of my sites, but another one I designed and maintain). Plus, I worked on scheduling and piccies for my group blog.
Oh, Eldest Son discovered Friday that he didn’t get into residence for this fall. He’s like #400 on the waiting list. So I’ve been scouring off-campus listings, and he’s done likewise with Craigslist. Cross your fingers—we might have found him a place. Just waiting for an email from the landlord before we send off the deposit.
I’d intended to start revisions on my cindypk ST this week. Not sure yet if I’ll meet that goal. It might be more realistic to say I’ll start by Wednesday. I need to catch up on my didn’t-attend-conference sleep. And there’s that website update calling my name…
Oh, cripes, how did I forget? Saturday morning, Youngest Son and I washed the house. The vinyl siding. No wonder I’m exhausted!