My phone rang eight times this morning. (okay, so I exaggerate some. Maybe seven.) I had promised myself today I would get so much done. Dusting, a workout, some editing and more new words for my WIP.
At 8:30, I reworked some mother's day cards for Blue Mountain Arts and sent them off. Good. Next I pulled up a friend's story. Two chapters to edit. Shouldn't take long.
Well, after a ham and cheese sandwich, a call to my mother who has her surgery tomorrow, a call to my friend who fell on the ice here in Florida, and a half hour call from my daughter in Seattle, my blood pressure was rising. Then my poor husband called. "I got out of class early and thought I'd call you on the way to the course."
Yeah. Sure. Waste more precious minutes of my day.
So I politely and firmly outlined my day for him and hung up.
Two hours later: I've edited the two chapters and sent them off. Submitted my first book to a publisher and written another 1% on my current book.
Not bad. It's amazing what a little preplanned day can do.
See you all after my treadmill visit.
So how is your day going?