My son’s school, surprise, surprise, is out until January 5. As a result I have taken this time off of work.
Vacations are funny. I have to resist the urge to put so much pressure on the vacation that I stop myself from enjoying myself. I found myself leaning in this direction this morning. Here I was at the table with a magazine, my computer and a cup of hot chocolate…then I wondered whether I was reading the right magazine. It went something like this:
Now, you don’t have unlimited time, so you should make sure that you prioritize….it would be no fun if you just spent all of this time leisurely reading this and leisurely reading that only to discover on the last day of your vacation that you didn’t read the right things at all…maybe you should get up and look at the things you want to read, put them in order or something.
Then I checked my work email for a break.
Uh, there might be something wrong with that.
So, I am going to try to be well-adjusted about this. I do want to work on my semi-abandoned novel every day. If I write 1000 words per day, I could get 14,000 words down which hopefully will be enough to pull me out of this slump, or at least it would pull me away from so much Diner Dash.