1. How I did on last week’s goals.
I’m starting to feel a little bit crazy, not in the sense that I’m hallucinating gnomes in the corners of my garden (though, there ARE gnomes in my garden- I’ve seen them), but perhaps like I’m searching the App Store for something that will alter the space-time continuum so I can take my fingers and spread the universe like taffy, so that there is enough time to get everything done. It’s not bad yet, the fantasies of global domination so I can order the universe to take a siesta, but it’s what happens when too many pieces of my life intersect. My online class is up and running, and one county doesn’t want to buy the new book, even though they’ve known the change was coming for 6 months. I start teaching my live class on Thursday. I have two days of training which are two hours out of town and I have my very first assessment at my new job this week. Oh, and trying to figure out when I can still see clients & train the new clinician at my OLD job makes my brain start to leak out my ears, then I remember my mother-in-law is coming in from the West Coast next week and my Snotty Kitty has blown boogers over half the house, so it needs to be scrubbed. Sigh. The walkers could just lick the brains off my neck. I’m not going to fight it.
Why do I do all this? Guilt, mostly. It’s a pernicious emotion.
I made my writing goal by the little white hairs on my chinny-chin-chin. It wasn’t so bad that I counted “Chapter 8” as words, but close.
2. My goal(s) for this week.
This week I’m just going to do some writing. If I make 500 words, I’ll be a happy girl. I’ll also be happy if I can make it to my live class on time (because of course that day I go to training two hours away from the college, and I will have to book it back to get there for a 6:30 class). I will also be happy if the school systems would just buy the bloody textbook. We are on a 5 year textbook cycle. It’s been 5 years. Time to update. Because I’m not going to teach them Multiaxial systems and DSM-IV diagnoses when the country has switched to DSM-5, which has obliterated half of the info in the old textbook. Can’t teach outdated science. Feels dirty.
3. A favorite line from my story OR one word/phrase that sums up what I wrote/revised.
Roz gets a little reckless trying to save her not-boyfriend from the clutches of an evil fiend. A Captain Evil-Pants, if you will.
4. The biggest challenge I faced this week (ex. finding time to write).
Perhaps I should have saved my complaining from #1 until now? I will not bore you and repeat it. I have a generous heart.
5. Something I love about my WiP.
My girls are FLEXIBLE!
A. L. Panek 