Wed. March 20, 2024: The Need for Rest
image courtesy of edmondlafoto via pixabay.comWednesday, March 20, 2024
Waxing Moon
Snowing
Again, this morning, it’s snowing. Which scuttled plans to go to the laundromat.
Today’s ANGEL HUNT episode:
Episode 121: Lachlan Solves It Again
While Lianna and Gaston snipe at each other, Lachlan’s practicality offers a solution.
Today’s DEADLY DRAMATICS episode:
Episode 74: Nina’s Theory
Nina thinks she knows where Winter went to ground.
I forgot to mention that, on Monday, I sent off a letter of interest for a stage play commission. It’s within my wheelhouse for mission-specific entertainment, but for a younger audience than I usually write, so we’ll see. But it was worth the letter.
I took care of a bunch of admin. I managed to write an episode of LEGERDEMAIN. Hurrah. I’m looking at each remaining episode as a way to wrap up a specific storyline. I edited three more chapters of CAST IRON MURDER (close to 8K). I’m almost halfway through the edits for the draft. Did the social media rounds for LEGERDEMAIN and DEADLY DRAMATICS.
I felt like crap, so I cancelled out of yoga and rested in the afternoon. It was the Spring Equinox, about balance. I’m out of balance (mostly due to exhaustion). The best gift I could give myself was one of rest. I think the last few weeks of stress have caught up with me. I took a COVID test, just to make sure (even though the only symptom I have is fatigue). It’s negative. It’s exhaustion. I’m not 20 or even 30 anymore, and I have to pace myself better. At the same time, the bills still have to be paid.
I dipped into the poetry books a friend had sent me for my birthday. I could read a couple of poems, think about them, doze off for a bit. I want to get back to blocking off a chunk of time every week just for poetry.
In the evening, I read THE BLUE TRAIN by Agatha Christie (for the AC book club). It’s one of the few where I did not figure it out early on, and, when I had an inkling, I hoped I was wrong.
Tessa pulled me out of a weird dream around 1 AM, the details of which fled as soon as I woke up.
Then, a little after 3:30, the damn fire alarm/carbon monoxide detector began its “end of life” beeping every 30 seconds. I managed to find a chair high enough so I could yank it down. But it’s from 2013, and definitely needs replacing. So, I will get in touch with maintenance this morning. They need a ladder to get it back up; the ceilings are high.
Had a hard time going back to sleep, and then Charlotte and Tessa were both impossible. I shut them out of the bedroom, which caused major meltdowns.
I woke up late, overtired, to more snow, and decided not to go to the laundromat. It’s supposed to snow on and off all day.
I was supposed to go to a talk at the Clark this morning, and then I hoped to do some research in their library until it was time for tarot (since it’s all in Williamstown); but the talk was postponed yet again, and I have to deal with maintenance today, so I guess I’m home until I leave for tarot.
I want to work on another episode of LEGERDEMAIN. I need to do a final proofread/polish the first two chapters of CAST IRON MURDER and get those out the door, and possibly get one of the grant proposals out. I have some small script coverages to turn around today or tomorrow (this is not a lucrative week, and I am not happy about it). I’ll work on the book for review and some contest entries as well. Plus get out a few more pitches.
I should have planted a few things yesterday and I didn’t. The next planting day isn’t until next week, although I might plant cat grass before that.
Have a good one!
