Today is the first day of school!!! Hurray! While I love my daughter with everything I have, we get along much better when we aren’t together 24/7. However, despite my joy at the approaching school year, yesterday found me edgy and anxious. Finally I sat down with my journal and watched my fears flow onto paper. After a couple of pages, I realized all the things scaring me were out of my control. I decided that I could stay in that vein and keep worrying, or I could jot down what WAS within my control.
1. My Writing: For the last two and a half months, my writing schedule has been pretty much nonexistent. I realized on Sunday as I was working away on the new Jenna Ray novella that I hadn’t worked on book writing since late June! Between my child’s interruptions, our travel schedule, and live author events, there has been zero time or energy for me to write in that capacity. I managed to hang onto the habit with journaling and blogging, so thankfully my writing muscle shouldn’t have atrophied too much. I noticed this last year too, so the first day of school for C also means the beginning of my new work year.
2. My Fitness: There’s no excuse here other than I felt my groove was off. We were so unorganized this summer, that half time I didn’t know if we were coming or going. Now that school is back in session, we have the benefit of weekday routine. Some moms from C’s school have decided to swim together at our local aquatic center twice a week. The other three days Pearl and I will go on a walk of some sort. I’m not looking to get ripped, but to avoid writers’ ass and manage stress. Regular exercise is also good for my writing process. There’s something about getting a few endorphins running around in the bloodstream to spice up the prose.
3. My Home: This joint has looked like bomb hit it since the last day of school back in June. As fast as I tidied things, they were destroyed again, so I quickly gave up. Now I can get back to my regularly scheduled program of daily chores, and they won’t be immediately thwarted by the whirlwind that is my child.
Just seeing these three items listed on the page brought me peace and made me realize the first day of a new school year is like New Year’s Day. In fact, at this stage of my life, it’s probably more of a new beginning than January 1. Shiny new school supplies, a new teacher, new things to learn, new shoes for C. New stories, a fresh workout plan, and an organized home for me! Oh, and a new office assistant. Pearl is insisting on sleeping with her head on the corner of my new lap desk and my arm. Her doggie snores are a balm for my anxiety and a white noise machine so I can dig in and get to work. So on that note, CHEERS and HAPPY NEW YEAR!