I’m over-worked and under-slept. Again. Why do I do this to myself? Every time I pile on too much, I get in the middle and I promise myself never again. Then next semester, or possibly two semesters later… I’m here! I’m alive. I may even pass all my courses, but that’s undecided as of yet. Difficult […]
I want to be spontaneous. I like being the wild child. The last thing I want to be is predictable. But Flylady tells me–and she’s right!–that routines set me free. Every Sunday, I get five 8oz mason jars out of the cupboard. I fill them with various tasty ingredients for overnight oatmeal, and stick them
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The backstory: since my daughter’s extremely bad choices in January, she’s been on, basically, lockdown. We’ve gone through lots of counseling, I’ve relied on my friends to keep her in the company of responsible adults at all times, she can only see her friends if they visit under my supervision† and so on. You might guess that
So since that marvelous seminar I went to back in April (or was it March?) I’ve been learning a bit more about how to be productive. Last night I was listening to a recorded webinar about “single-tasking.” One of the bits of advice was to “plan tomorrow today.” Meaning that you should walk into work
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So I’ve signed up (once again) to write for the Goodreads M/M Romance group event. This year it’s Love Has No Boundaries. (That’s my prompt, but you have to be a member to follow the link. Here’s the group if you wanna join.) One of my early steps in creating a new story is naming
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First (because it’s possible the post is a TL;DR) have you seen my giveaway? One signed copy of Queen’s Man going to some lucky personage! Now to my grumble of the day. I’m always complaining I don’t have enough time. I have so much to do and so little time to do it in…and then
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So I have become the Evil Internet-Limiting Mom. FYI, this is what happens when you kick a kid off the computer. Or at least, my kid. The child in question whines a bit, complains there’s nothing to do, is threatened with chores if she doesn’t FIND something to do…and stumbles on a ball of yarn.
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