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Ho Ho Holy crap I overschedule myself

"I fell. This is okay I guess."

If you know one thing about me, it is that I frequently overplan my time.

Take, for instance, the month of November. At work, I had planned for a month of insanity. It was great for my revenue numbers but super not great for my mental health.

I also have been playing professor once a week at the community college. When I had agreed to start doing this, I didn’t have a full time SF-based job, so it wasn’t that big of a deal to spend hours of my time grading poorly-written intro to journalism stories and writing lectures and clock off at 3 pm PST to go teach a bunch of people who are just trying to jump through the hoops to earn their degree so that they can get promoted already. But of course, I took the job after the end of spring semester, and then figured that I would have learned enough of the ropes by fall semester to be able to handle both. Bwah! The ropes! I now know the ropes – the problem is that there are so many fucking ropes! I’ve been more or less managing everything through September and October, but in November, the class not only had so many more pieces of homework to grade but it also had its final and final projects. So, there was that.

Because that’s not enough, I also signed up for NaNoWriMo! Because when you are chained to your computer 12 hours a day, what’s better than also deciding to spend some more time typing? But wait – because it’s not enough just to write 50K words in 30 days, I volunteered to be ML for Coldington in its first ever year being its own region.

You crazy, Lucy.

(This is where Jane will send me a text yelling at me for complaining for something I clearly invite onto myself and she’d be fucking right because I am my own worst enemy.)

I think I must really like to be busy. I do this to myself all the time, both on a macro and a micro level. My To Do lists are never complete because I’m completely aggressive on what I think I can get done. Basically, my calendar is always ten pounds of shit stuffed into a five pound bag. Add onto that a compulsive need to be on time and it’s a wonder that I don’t need to take anti-anxiety drugs.

Wait. Maybe I SHOULD be taking anti-anxiety drugs?

But, November is over now and it’s the big exhale. December is less crazy at work for a variety of reasons and school is all over but for the final grade submission. NaNo is done and I managed to squeak out the completed 50K (but my novel isn’t done), and I’m devoting January to getting my other thing I’m doing finished enough that I can inflict it on some beta readers in totality.

That being said, December is as busy as December always is. So that must be why I signed up for Holidailies. Because it’s not a party unless it’s a Wendy Bix Insanely Packed party.

Speaking of parties, you should know that registration is open for Weetacon 2016. It hasn’t sold out yet and this year is going to be a doozy. If you’re scared of Weetacon or if you have never been, I invite you to check out some of the videos we did this year to help answer questions and ease your own anxiety.

Besides, when you have entirely too much to do and not enough time to do it, it’s important to have something amazing to look forward to that is entirely just for the fun of it. Hope to see you there!


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