Such as they are.
I had a fairly busy weekend. None of it had anything to do with writing, which was a first for me in quite a while. (And let’s just say part of the weekend was spent partying like a rock star. With rock stars. And leave it at that, eh?)
But, I’m clearly getting old because staying out as late as I did caught up to me in spades the next few days – although it’s more than that too. I’m still having tremendous difficulty falling asleep – my head is just too jazzed up with ideas, but the downside is that I’m often too tired to implement them.
It’s becoming a bit of a circle pattern that I don’t like, because no matter how early I go to bed – I still wake up feeling like my head is stuffed with cotton. Today, for example – I’m pretty much completely useless. Which is bad because I owe people blog posts and interviews this week and I’m having a hard time focusing on anything other than the need to go pass out.
This is one of those times when I really don’t do well when it comes to multi-tasking. Mostly because it suddenly seems overwhelming when I look at it all and I’d rather shove my head into the sand until it goes away.
One of these days I’ll try breaking it down into something a bit more manageable. However that is. Probably doesn’t help that I start waking up around midnight and then I’m up until 1 or 2 , crash and back awake again at 7. But I can’t seem to stop it.
So, bear with me if you’re expecting something from me soon. (And I don’t mind an email nudge at all, btw.)