Sleep Schedule

I tried to get to sleep early last night, but it was too hot. It was not happening. There was a lot of tossing and turning, pulling blankets off and putting them back on. I always have to sleep with some sort of covering on, so it’s terrible for me when it’s hot. I did finally get to sleep, but it was about three hours after I intended to. Which, when you have to work in the morning is not fun. But, I woke up when I was supposed to and all that jazz, so that was a good thing.

I think I need to try to get on to a sleep schedule here soon, though. I know I keep saying it, and I’m overly conflicted about it all the time. But I need to do something. In about a week, I’ll be dog/cat/house sitting for three weeks and that should do something to my sleep schedule. I hope that it will fix it, but it might make it worse. Because it’ll just be me and my little cousin. My little cousin who definitely doesn’t need me to take care of her. She is old enough, is what I am saying. She’ll be sleeping in like me, too, if I chose to sleep in. So maybe that won’t help me at all. We’ll see. I am hoping to use the time to write more. Petting a dog and writing all the time. Yes. But until then, I’ll pretend that I’m going to go to sleep right now.

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It’s Been A While

Today I woke up and I didn’t feel like I immediately need to go back to sleep. That’s progress in my books. Lately I’ve just been so fatigued on a daily basis. I wake up and I’m tired. I go about the day and I’m tired. I try to go to sleep at night and then I’m not tired. Alas. But today was a good day. I woke up refreshed and I had so much energy for the entire day. Awwwww yeah.

Did I get any writing done? Nope! I definitely did not. Am I working tomorrow, which means that I can’t devote the whole day to writing? Yep! But I have hope for the rest of the week. I mean, I always do. If I didn’t have hope, then what’s the point? I haven’t set up my planner for the week yet. I don’t know if I will. I did almost nothing from last week, so I think I might just go through that and start crossing things off of that list.

I spent a useful three hours of my life yesterday texting with a friend. I’m saying useful in a very sarcastic way. I enjoyed it, that’s for sure, but I likely could have been writing during that time. It did, however, motivate me to write a bit last night. And more importantly, it made me feel like I was on the right path, and that’s always nice. I wouldn’t say I need validation, but it’s nice to have someone let me know that maybe I’m not that crazy.

Last year, I started taking online writing classes. They were video game writing classes to be specific, and the best thing about that was that I was able to get advice and constructive criticism from someone who has been writing for a long time and who has worked in a creative field. It was nice. Prior to that, I had only really had friends take a look at my stuff and it was hard to tell if they were being complimentary because they were my friend or because they actually thought it was good. So it was nice. I’ve been thinking about taking another course sometime soon, but I’m a bit torn on that because it does take up quite a bit of time and I think my time would be better suited to writing my story. The thing about the classes is that I can’t always use what I’m working on in the class. Oh well. I think it’s just the time of year where I get to miss going back to school. I just like learning and stuff!

Excitement And Letdown

I believe I mentioned it previously, but besides writing, one of the reasons I retired was so I could buy a van or bus and convert it to eventually live in it and travel around. Even before I retired, I was keeping an eye out for options. In the last few weeks, I’ve even reached out to a few people about their vans. Today, four of us piled in a car and drove for four hours to look at a van. It was a 1979 Chevy motorhome van. I mean, I guess that’s the best way to describe it. It was partially converted already, and definitely something I could work with. It was priced well enough to make the drive. And we brought four people so we could caravan back with two people in each car. We were as prepped as we could be. The question was, would the van compare to the picture.

Answer: not really.

It wasn’t a trash heap, that’s for sure. It looked relatively similar to the pictures, save a decent amount of rust that was strategically left out of the pics. I get it. And aesthetically, I wasn’t too concerned. The rust would be repairable and anything else could probably be fixed with some elbow grease. What truly mattered was “is it safe? And will it last?”

We tried to get it into a shop to get a mechanic to look at it, but after calling six or so shops, it was not meant to be.

It might have been safe. There were some dodgy issues with the brakes and that could have simply been low brake fluid, or could have been worse. The exhaust smell penetrated the inside a little more than one would like. And there were a bunch of odd noises that we could really account for. There were enough small things to make it questionable, especially without having a mechanic check it over.

I don’t think those were major deal breakers though.

The point of this van, for me, is to last and last and last. And to let me go anywhere and everywhere I want without worrying. I think I could have driven this van around town with no problem. And maybe for the odd trip, but I’m not sure I would trust it more than that.

Would I have loved to drive home with a brand new (to me) van today? Absolutely. So I’m disappointed about that. However, still excited overall and now I’ve got one van under my belt. It was the first time I had driven something that big, and I loved it. I didn’t even feel like I struggled backing it up, thanks to my grandpa teaching me the importance of backing up using only your mirrors. And this is great. I was afraid that I would get in something big and panic and freak out. But it was okay. Now I don’t have to worry about maybe leaning towards smaller vehicles just to make myself more comfortable.

So again, sad that I didn’t get my future home today, but at least I made progress towards the goal.

Naps Are Okay

In the interest of being honest, I’m pretty sure that this week is just going to be a complete write off. Yes, I did accomplish some stuff yesterday, but not so much today. And by “not so much”, I mean none. All I did was eat and nap. Well, maybe it wasn’t that bad. Out of the twelve things that I had written down today, I did manage to do five. Well, writing this blog counts as number five. I’m not going to be mad about it, and I’m also going to try not to be anxious about it. I might not have as much luck with that, but we’ll see what we can do.

I think, deep down, I am panicking a little bit about the whole writing thing. Not about actually writing, but about the part where I’m getting close to only having the book plots and writing the actual books. And that feels scary because it’s been a while since I actually sat down and wrote. Today, in between napping and sleeping, I started to panic about what point of view to write it in. I’ve been feeling that it should be in first person this whole time, but then again, third person would help to explain more of the story. I guess I have to figure out how much I want to reveal at what points in the story. Even if I go for first person, I think I can work in the things I need to make known at a later date. I’ve definitely got time to figure it out, but it’s also something that I need to keep in the back of my head. But for now, I’m just going to take a breath, step back, and try not to panic about anything.

Flexibility

If it seems like I haven’t been writing a for a few days, I think that’s because I haven’t been. I think Saturday was the last day that I actually tried to sit down and write. But I barely put any words to paper. And since then, I haven’t even tried to write anything else. But it’s been a good adventure if nothing else. I think I over did it at the lake yesterday, because my body is sore. So sore. Over the course of the day, it’s gotten a little bit better. I had a nap, too, and that was necessary and it felt good. I don’t have any plans tomorrow that require me to leave the house, so I think I’m going to use my second wind from that earlier nap to get some writing done. I also had something thrown on to my Thursday, which I was not expecting, so I’m going to try to get a lot done tonight and tomorrow that I was planning on getting done on Thursday. It’s going to require either working hard, or accepting that some things will be pushed to later days. I think I’m going to try the hustle. Hilariously, I put a planner sticker on Thursday that says “HUSTLE”, and now it’s become a day where I probably won’t get much done. Alas! Life changes and being flexible is key.

In good news, I figured that today would be a bit of a wash, so I only scheduled myself to do three things. I want to go through all my settings, which was a smart choice because I only have eight settings as opposed to fifteen characters. Then I want to glance through the book one timeline, and keep on writing the book two plot. So hopefully I can get through all that. It’s only 11pm, so I think I have a chance.

Lake Day

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I took an actual day off today! I went to the lake for most of the day and just relaxed with family. It was amazing. After having those couple of days with all the stress, looming anxiety, working hard, and not taking time to myself, this was much needed. I packed my notebooks with me, but I didn’t even open them, and that was the right call. I feel much more rejuvenated. The only downside from the day was that I burnt my back. Oops! C’est la vie, though. The only productive thing I did today was set up my planner for the week. Because even though I took a few days off, I still want to have a productive week.

I honestly have no more content to add here. I’m off to sleep!

Almost A Day Off

I didn’t sleep well last night. There were weird dreams with excessively tall slides and giraffes. And I was slipping in and out of sleep for hours this morning. I didn’t enjoy it. Well, I usually enjoy falling back to sleep, it was just that I couldn’t stay there. But I guess it was okay because today was a very low key day. There were some errands to run, but for the most part, I just stayed at home, in my bed, watching Netflix. I think I might have written around two hundred words, but that was about it. I did say that I should take today off, though so I’m not even mad about it. It’s only 10:30pm and I actually think I might get to sleep before it rolls over to tomorrow. I’m not even sitting down for the evening to plan out my agenda. I’m just writing today off entirely.

I think tomorrow might be a lazy day too, as I am heading out to the lake. I’ll bring my notebook for sure, but I won’t be mad if I don’t get anything done. I’ve got a bit of an issue in the second book right now that I need to resolve, and then I want to start drafting the third book. That will be my plan for the week, I think. But I’m definitely going to have a slow start because it’s what I need.