I’ve been sick and just not mentally in a place where I could write this week. Even knowing that each day I’m falling behind, I feel ashamed at bedtime when I realize I haven’t even opened Word or Scrivener yet.
Part of it is Thanksgiving prep. I have less than 7 days! *dies* Also, I had several full days at the Evil Day Job, not only making up for being sick but also preparing to be out of the office for a week. Everybody had questions yesterday and today, and I was fielding stuff all day that I hadn’t allowed time for, plus all the responsibilities I had hoped to finish. I worked late tonight hoping to get some progress on my item, and I just couldn’t get it to work. Frustrated, I had to send an update out that I hadn’t made my goal.
I hate that. I really do.
My NaNoWriMo goal is in the same boat.
But do not despair. I have next week off, even though I have a thousand things I need to do. Wednesday will be a big prep day. Unfortunately I realized tonight the monsters are out of school on Wed. Ugh. They’re going to be in my hair all day while I’m making 20 lbs of mashed potatoes, baking pies, etc. They’ll help, yes, but then I’ll have to clean up after Hurricane Lizzie in my kitchen.
Even if I can’t make up the lost ground, I have finished two stories. I’ll just do the best I can.