Some days I wonder how I ever made it through the weeks, months, and years when I was driving kids, writing, helping my parents, working at a “real” full-time job and trying not to jump off the roof.
Of course I still micro-manage at least five to six other lives at any given moment. And I work pretty much every single day. There are many joys and perks when you have an office at home. But for someone like me – a definite Type A – hard-driving, never-can-do-enough kind of broad this office is dangerous. I refuse to add up the hours I work but it would explain why I am exhausted every night.
This week one of the things I’m doing is preparing to head to New York for a mess of meetings and a photo shoot(no laughing-please). So this morning I went to see Patti, my lovely hair queen down the street. I can ride my bike to her salon. When she finished – and let me tell ya – this head of hair is a challenge – she refused to let me pay. She even loaded me up with products and told me to go knock’em dead in NYC. That was a Christmas moment!!!!!
Then when I plunged back into my office, after first cleaning the bathroom, there was a lovely review for my newest novel. Holy cow!!!!
Later, when I finished working out with lovely Heather, my yoga goddess, she gave me two pieces of chocolate from her mother’s new store. Get outta here!
I’m not feeling so sorry for myself right about now. I’ve decided to cook dinner (just a warning) and I’m wondering what would happen if I went and hung out at the wine store!!!!!
I’ll keep you posted.