I’m swamped. Totally overwhelmed.
It’s not just me, is it? I don’t think so. I talk to a lot of writers, my colleagues included. It seems we all bite off more than we can chew.
Funny thing (for me) is, I’m a planner. An organizer. I pay close attention to every excruciating detail of my life. If I can’t control it to the Nth degree, I go nuts.
Yet here I am, writing this after the post should have already posted, because I lost track of my post date. I shouldn’t have; it’s right there on the schedule. But I had an unplanned (yet welcome) family visitor over the weekend, and on Sunday, I was exhausted. I forgot to look at the calendar before the weekend started and after my visitor…
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