Okay, so here’s the deal: My book comes out on March 8th, which means I am ferociously revising, passing around beta copies, and finalizing feedback. As thrilled as I am, I also have to admit, I’ve reached a point where I can no longer remember the distinction between ‘past’ and ‘passed’. Like, I know the difference — passed is the past tense — but do I really know the difference?
You know?
To an outsider — specifically the neighbors who occasionally walk past my windows — I’m sure my life looks like it’s in shambles, but I have honestly never been happier.
I mean, as I type this, I’m sitting on the couch (which is in the kitchen, because I’m a rebel, and when my husband said I couldn’t buy a kitchen table — because I would just bury it under mountains of crap — I was like, “Oh, okay. Let me just drag the couch into the kitchen, then.” But now he likes the couch in the kitchen, so my revenge feels petty and weak) with my hood pulled up over my head and a cup of hot chocolate in a mug that says, “Go Suck a Fart.”
Hope I didn’t lose you in the parentheses, there.
Side note: My husband has been brushing his teeth for about ten minutes, and I’m starting to feel a little concerned.
Needless to say, things are a bit crazy at the moment. I have this to-do list that looks like it was written in Dothraki, and when translated, it says ambiguous dollar things, like:
- Buy three ISBN numbers: $$$ ?
- Yoga!
- Work 7:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m.
- Meet with lawyer for LLC: $$$ ?
- Quilt half of red flower on sunflower quilt.
- Finish cover art: $$$ ?
- Revise Chapters 5 and 6
- Finish binding on kaleidoscope quilt.
- Cry into a bowl of cold soup: (maybe someone will pay $$$ to see that?)
Of course, my bank account says I only have $13.42. (But not to worry, I have faith in that bowl of soup project.)
Side note update: My husband just burst into the kitchen and exclaimed, “I found a hunk of plastic in my tooth! No wonder my gums have been so sore.” Naturally, he showed it to me, and I wasn’t sure how to respond, so I decided to tell all of you instead. (Especially since I had already mentioned concern about the length of his tooth brushing expedition.)
But just so you don’t think I’ve all completely lost my mind,
. . .
Wait, what?
You know, that is a perfect example of what I’m about to explain, so I’m just going to leave it.
What I’m trying to say is: The purpose of sharing this post with you today is not to reveal that I’ve completely lost my mind. (I’m still trying to keep that a secret.) It’s to remind you that in this wonderful new year, your life will get crazy. Some things will fall apart, and other things will fall together. But whatever happens, it’s important to remember that most things are beyond your control, and that’s a-okay.
So, keep pushing forward with your goals and dreams. And no matter how crazy life gets, just remember, we’ve all been there, and we’re rooting for you!
Annelise Driscoll 