I know all jobs are stressful. We share many of the same stresses: family obligations, co-workers who drive us nuts (maybe not so much for me since I’m SELF-employed), the need to produce-produce-produce!
I haven’t been sleeping well. Lots of exciting things are maybe going to happen, and I can’t settle down until all the decisions are made and the contracts signed. And no, I’m not going to talk about what in particular has me so excited, because I don’t want to jinx it!
I have had several little excitements lately. Ones I can talk about.
1) The contract is signed for the Smokin’ Hot Firemen anthology I will edit for Cleis! And I already have 4 submissions!
2) I received acceptances for short stories I submitted to various collections: “The Long Ride Home” for Duty and Desire: Military Erotic Romance (Cleis Press); “Marmalade” for Girls, Girls Girls (Mischief); and “Soldier Girls” for Wild Girls, Wild Nights (Cleis Press).
3) We moved my daughter into the house across the road. Now, it’s just the boxes (which she and hubby can handle).
4) The dog my daughter rescued from the median in the highway gave birth to 9 healthy puppies.
All those things make me happy (maybe not the 9 puppies, so much! Why couldn’t it have been a manageable 4?), but there’s a ton of work I’m trying to get off my plate in case the more exciting things do happen. I finished the rough draft for Two Wild for Teacher yesterday. I’ll run through it a couple of times today, then ship it to my editor. She’ll be relieved. The book’s coming out next month! Then I dive straight into the sequel to Five Ways ‘Til Sunday. I believe it will be released in July, so I don’t dare drag my feet!
So, back to the not sleeping thing…
I have pills I could take, but I don’t like how I feel in the morning. The pool cooled off, so I can’t get my exercise there. I have to figure out a way to turn off my computer earlier in the evening and forget about Facebook, Twitter, and whatever else is happening in the blogosphere, just to let my mind rest. But you know, when things are hopping like this, my muses go haywire. Too many ideas screaming at me to write.
When you’re wired, what do you do to relax and fall asleep?
