I keep telling myself that anyway. Somehow, with four hours every morning to do things, I still feel rushed. Am I adding more to my to-do list or am I just inefficient?
I am getting things done though. In the middle of laundry right now, paid some bills, and will get to finishing my short story today. Along with that, I need to send out some info on three workshops I'm doing for a woman starting up a company in the area. I guess there's more on my plate than I had before.
The kids are loving school so far, although the boys say circle time is "stupid." We agreed to amend that to, "We don't like circle time as much." Their primary objection to it appears to be that they can't talk incessantly - the curse of multiples is to work to be heard above their siblings. Only the fit survive. Apparently, Darwin is not a consideration at circle time.
I got two agent rejections in the past week. Stinks, especially because it draws my attention from writing. I don't want an agent, I want a personal assistant. One who can find the agents for me, prepare the submissions, track everything, and file the rejections. Hopefully one who will eventually deal with an acceptance someday too. If he or she can help with the laundry, that would heaven.
Buzzer just went off on the sheets in the dryer. Gotta go be productive with my time.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
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