I didn’t post on Wednesday because frankly, I hadn’t done much of anything. I know I’ve complained about the day job before, but this was truly one of my worst weeks. My schedule is usually 8 to 7 on Mondays and 8 to about 5:30 the next three days, with Fridays off, and about a half hour lunch every day. This week I worked until 5:30 on Monday, until 8:00 (!) Tuesday, until 5:30 Wednesday and 6:30 Thursday. I was so exhausted by the time I got home Thursday night. And it’s not just the hours, but the stress of dealing with patients who this week all seemed to be having many more problems than usual. And our manager is continuing to threaten to take away my day off. Knowing that I have Friday off is usually the only thing that gets me through. Even working only four days a week, I don’t know if I will make it another five years to retirement, not if I have many more weeks like this.
But enough venting.
What did I manage to get done on my list of June Goals:
1) Finish writing my second memoir, the one that tells the adventures of my two most recent trips to Africa. I worked on three or four chapters. Because I already plopped my journal entries and blog posts about the trip into the manuscript, my word count is pretty skewed, so I can’t go by that.
2) Research finding an agent or publisher for the first novel. Nope.
3) Decide on a title for the novel. Nope, but I need to pick out the best ones and start asking opinions.
4) Promote one of my three already published books once a week. Yes, once on Twitter.
5) Redo my author website. Nope
6) Work on the nonprofit organization once a week. Posted some stuff on our Twitter account.
7) Continue with my ROW80 blog sponsor duties. Been just barely keeping up.
Ok, so just a smattering of green. I’m looking at my calendar right now, telling myself, it is wide open, you will make up for lost time this week.
Is that what you keep telling yourself?