Is it just me or is the shortest month of the year feeling REALLY short this year?
That’s my excuse for posting today instead of Tuesday. Yes.
But also, what, Monday is halfway through the month? What have I accomplished? Where has the time gone?
(I am, at least, on top of Valentine’s Day. I pre-ordered heart-shaped pizza for my family.)
(I can’t eat pizza unless I want to regret my life, so I pre-ordered something else for myself.)
(Don’t tell my family, it’s a surprise.)
Seriously, though, I feel like I’ve accomplished nothing all month. Mostly I’ve been focused on what I hope is the final revision of the first book of a high fantasy trilogy I’ve been working on for literally forever, but it’s not really getting anywhere.
Which is quite frustrating, because I have the time and energy necessary, but am lacking direction.
So maybe that’s why the month feels like it’s getting away from me. Lack of accomplishment.
Or maybe it’s just going by really fast. Time is weird, especially lately, amirite?
What do you think, friends? How’s time flowing for you this month?
Don’t feel bad. I missed yesterday and just posted today.
This month has gone by waaaaaaay too fast. Two big editing jobs and I feel like I have NO TIME to do them.
So, hugs. I feel you.