Heavy freelance workload, now almost four times the amount of work I was doing a year ago. Extra hours at the day job to cover for vacationing coworkers. And DEADLINES! Can’t forget the editing deadline that I just barely made and the new manuscript deadline that’s looming.
Oh, and then there were soccer games and driving lessons and health club attendance to try to get us all in a healthier place. I’ve been really looking forward to things slowing down. No more trips, no deadlines (for a little while, at least), a slowdown of the freelance work that was predicted to occur this month.
Boy, was I fooling myself. I’ve got a trip in September (I’m on panels at the Baltimore Book Festival, so I need to figure out what I’m going to say!), which is right after a book release (Under the Moon, on bookshelves everywhere September 11th!). I have a client job that’s been pending because of, well, all of the above, so that will need to get prioritized. I’ll have new edit deadlines that are currently unknown but will keep on coming through spring. Number One has ruled out almost every college she was interested in, so we’ll have more college tours to schedule. More driving lessons, chauffeuring to and from school events and jobs, my inlaws coming over every Sunday for football…
How did I think things were about to slow down, exactly?
The one positive that’s really a negative is that our local soccer club was unable to field a team for either of my kids’ age groups, so we won’t have soccer practices all week and games every weekend. I can’t even imagine how insane we’d all be if we still had that going on.
So what lies have you told yourself lately?