I went to bed at an almost reasonable time and slept a little longer.
I need to stop this because eventually it would be a good idea to have some more time in the mornings. No manuscript time in the morning again but I did some thinking about the main characters for the next romance and sorted the next publishing steps in my head.
The paperback of „Masked in Stone“ went live and I ordered three copies for myself, yeah! In a couplet of days I’ll have actual physical books.
The morning was pretty busy, husband and I were talking quite a bit, I was still going on about the course ad infinitum, I did the dishes and then went for a walk instead of my walk/run. There had been quite a bit of snow overnight and it was already melting again and I just didn’t want to deal with that.
Also, I felt very, very exhausted all day, up to the point where I felt like just lying down and not moving again, ever, so I decided to save my energy for later.
I forgot to take a picture, the only ones I took were of posters for candidates in the upcoming regional elections, sorry. (There is one candidate that only has a weird slogan and their name on it, no party or other affiliation, and there is one candidate doing a “non-alcohol wine trip“, whatever that is, that I wanted to show to my husband.)
When I came back home at lunchtime my husband was nowhere to be seen and while I thought lunch were bubbling along it actually – wasn’t.
Husband had come home at the same time as me and was stressed out because we both had an early start to teaching that day.
So he threw the capellini into the boiling water and then went to take a shower while I was making salad and keeping watch. Good thing he had not done the stuffed calamari he had originally planned but just plain capellini with pesto and red beet salad. (Apparently I forgot to take a picture of that as well.)
I squeezed a quick shower in between lunch and teaching and then had one student after the other for a few hours.
Ate a quick dinner and then it was time for another course Zoom. This one was actually pretty nice and I got an answer to a question that had me baffled for a while. Because the teacher keeps saying „this might hurt“ and I keep waiting for the pain. Well, turns out when you’ve been doing a certain kind of work on yourself for a while now, personal development might not hurt quite as much.
Which gives me a lot of relief because I kept thinking I was doing something wrong. Of course I did.
I talked briefly to my husband, started writing this post, refilled a fountain pen, tidied the kitchen, played my video game for a short while and fell into bed.
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