Back To It Times 2,000
May. 13th, 2014 12:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
handful_ofdustTomorrow I have to take Cal to the orthodontist, which is going to be fun fun fun, considering he freaked out when we reminded him it was going to happen yesterday. What's even more fun is that he has another dentist's appointment at the same office the week after, on the same damn day. I'm crossing my fingers that the work we've done making him brush his teeth every night will have paid off, at least a little, but I have my doubts--he seems to have inherited my shit enamel, for sure.
And maybe the stress of knowing how bad it's going to be is why I'm having such an incredibly hard time sleeping, because on Monday I was up 'til 3:00 AM and last night I was up 'til 5:00. This can't go on, obviously. I feel somewhat like everything in/on my body is shedding itself--huge zits in inconvenient places, dryness and pain, burning urine, slight panic, muscles trying to crawl out of my back. I took a crazy amount of Melatonin, and it didn't seem to do a damn thing. Maybe I should exercise more; maybe I shouldn't eat after a certain point at night. Maybe I'm screwed.
In case you're wondering, the echo Women's Choir spring show went extremely well, overall. I still felt as though there were more than a couple of songs I barely got the hang of before having to perform them, at least one of which I had to sing in a small group for, which was...interesting. But the core training's definitely paying off, because my back didn't go into spasm at any point; I walked out with nothing more than a vague pain in the ass from standing for so long, gave my music back, and considered it a job well-done. Unsure if Mom is returning, because she really hated this session's repertoire, but I hope she does. One way or the other, I am.
And now I'm trying to figure out what to concentrate on next. Should I go back to "Cuckoo," try to make that work? Or shift gears entirely? I have deadlines coming up for June 1, after all. Plus that lecture I roughed out for Litreactor and a couple of other nonfiction things, including starting to put together a bunch of posts to support We Will All Go Down Together's release. And then there's the novel, she said, sighing sadly...
(I did manage to turn something down the other day, believe it or not, and feel reasonably good about it. But I need to get back in gear, ASAP. Not writing makes me unhappy.)
And maybe the stress of knowing how bad it's going to be is why I'm having such an incredibly hard time sleeping, because on Monday I was up 'til 3:00 AM and last night I was up 'til 5:00. This can't go on, obviously. I feel somewhat like everything in/on my body is shedding itself--huge zits in inconvenient places, dryness and pain, burning urine, slight panic, muscles trying to crawl out of my back. I took a crazy amount of Melatonin, and it didn't seem to do a damn thing. Maybe I should exercise more; maybe I shouldn't eat after a certain point at night. Maybe I'm screwed.
In case you're wondering, the echo Women's Choir spring show went extremely well, overall. I still felt as though there were more than a couple of songs I barely got the hang of before having to perform them, at least one of which I had to sing in a small group for, which was...interesting. But the core training's definitely paying off, because my back didn't go into spasm at any point; I walked out with nothing more than a vague pain in the ass from standing for so long, gave my music back, and considered it a job well-done. Unsure if Mom is returning, because she really hated this session's repertoire, but I hope she does. One way or the other, I am.
And now I'm trying to figure out what to concentrate on next. Should I go back to "Cuckoo," try to make that work? Or shift gears entirely? I have deadlines coming up for June 1, after all. Plus that lecture I roughed out for Litreactor and a couple of other nonfiction things, including starting to put together a bunch of posts to support We Will All Go Down Together's release. And then there's the novel, she said, sighing sadly...
(I did manage to turn something down the other day, believe it or not, and feel reasonably good about it. But I need to get back in gear, ASAP. Not writing makes me unhappy.)
