June 27, 2014
I promise this is NOT a post about how I actually have endometriosis rather than gluten issues. But as a side effect of that condition, I’ve been getting up at 5:00 a.m. for the last three months or so.
And believe me, that is a KILLER.
I’m not a morning person, and haven’t been for my whole life. In college, my freshman year, I routinely had no clue what time it was until I glanced at the clock and realized 3:30 a.m. was probably a bad time to be going to bed when you had an 8:30 class. I was as awake then as I was at 7:00 p.m. (But don’t ever expect a lot of energy at dinnertime!)
When I was lucky enough to be writing/freelancing full time, my ideal schedule was to work until 2:00 a.m. and sleep until 10. But for four years, I’ve had to work a day job again so that wasn’t possible. I just did what I always did—got too little sleep all week, reached Friday exhausted, and tried to make it up on the weekends.
But with the issues and my day job starting a half-hour earlier and three of us needing to leave the house at the same time (shower scheduling, ugh), 5:00 became a regular thing.
Which was fine. I mean, it is what it is. On “good” mornings, I get some stuff done before work. On “bad” ones, the awful is over with (mostly) at the beginning of the day. Sure, I’ve been having trouble getting through an episode of TV whenever I find time to try. But that’s the way it always is.
For a few years, I’ve been trying to get more sleep. Aiming for 7 hours instead of 5. Part of that is because I can. My kids are practically grown, and when I’m not on deadline my time is easier to manage. Since the end of February, with getting up at 5 instead of 6:30, I’ve been a little more diligent about getting to bed earlier.
And then it happened. Early last week, I had a lot of rush jobs for clients that kept me working at my desk late. I came up to get ready for bed, looked at the clock, and went, “Ugh. 10:38. That’s so LATE.”
Is that it? The moment when I became officially old?
It’s not totally hopeless yet. A couple of days after that it hit the 90s, temperature-wise, and I turned into a lethargic dishrag. I hate the heat even more than I hate the prolonged cold of last winter. Since my mother and my father-in-law and some other people have me believing that old age means always being cold (they both wore/wear turtlenecks/sweatshirts/sweaters on the hottest days of summer), I think I’m only peri-old-aged. (You know, like perimenopausal? LOL)
How about you? When was the defining moment for your biggest life change? 🙂
One quick moment for shameless self-promotion before I go! I just published my debut young adult paranormal adventure novel, and I’d love for you to check it out! It’s got a launch price of only 99 cents, but that will be going up to its regular price soon so act quickly if it’s something that interests you (either for yourself or someone else who might like to read YA). Thank you!
Eighteen-year-old Roxie Sebastian lives a charmed life, and she knows it. Too bad she can’t feel it. All her life, she’s felt disconnected from the world around her. Everything changes just before graduation, when she’s drawn to an eerie, brilliant light—which narrowly misses her as it blows up her friend Lincoln’s car. Clearly someone’s after Roxie, and finally Lincoln tells her the truth: He and Roxie are angels, beings from another dimension, and that light is her soul, separated from her human body in a traumatic birth.
Once a skeptical Roxie rules out the other possibilities—like Lincoln created this delusion to escape his abusive father—she accepts her gut-deep knowledge of the truth. But someone has been screwing with her light, using it to commit crimes, and their actions are about to cause irreparable damage to two worlds: the one she lives in, and the one she can’t remember.
Aided by her best friend Jordan, her boyfriend Tucker, and Lincoln, Roxie tracks down the criminal and uncovers many more secrets not only of her past, but of the history of their race on Earth. And then Roxie faces a horrible dilemma—the only way she can stop them from ripping apart both worlds is to fuse with her light…which could be tainted by the evil with which it was used.