Sometimes I think vacation are really unfair. Work gives you so many days off, and you use them accordingly, doing whatever you want. Then the harsh reality of Monday (or whatever day) sets in and you realize that you have exactly six hours left of vacation before you have to go back to work. It's so mean, giving us a glimpse of what life could be like if we were all independently wealthy and could sit in our pajamas until five in the evening if we wanted.
Why, yes, that is what I did for five days.
Okay, sure, I put on some real people clothing on some of the days, but more often than not, I wasn't out of pajamas before the sun went down. And you know what? It was wonderful. It was so nice not having to worry about schedules and homework and book club and what new catastrophe my boss was going to throw at me that day. It was nice to sit at home, watch TV, drink copious amounts of tea, and do nothing more strenuous than wonder which book I should buy on Black Friday (spoiler alert: I bought all the books). It truly is the most wonderful time of the year, and I'm counting down the days until Christmas vacation.
The downside to the laziness is that I didn't get as much editing done as I wanted. This is where you're rolling your eyes and muttering, Like, what? None? Hardy har har. I managed to get a whole chapter and a half done. But, really, what could I expect when Amazon was flooding my email with promises of Kindle books for under two dollars? And now it's all rainy outside, and we never get rain. My bed is warm, my cat is asleep, and the house is quiet. That's what I had for five days (minus the rain. That came on day five) and I was not in the mood to sequester myself away in a bedroom and edit. I had my boyfriend home for four days! Do you realize how nice it is to see your significant other home all day, instead of for just a few hours at night when you get home before you both have to go to bed? It's all kinds of lovely.
Yes, these are excuses. But I think they're good ones.
I guess, short story short, I didn't do what I said I was going to do. Shocker. I think I'm still shooting for a March release, though, so that should kick my butt into gear somewhere around the New Year. We've already got our plans down for Christmas, and (shhhhh) I might edit during our little vacation. Not that I don't want to appreciate our vacation, but we're headed to Vegas, and for someone who doesn't really drink or go to clubs or gamble, sometimes that place can get a bit boring. I do like the slot machines, but I do not like watching my money go down and down until my heart starts pounding like a jackhammer. It's not a fun feeling. So I like to hang out in the hotel room and do whatever until we can eat. Because, for some reason, Vegas has so much delicious food. So. Much. I'll cart the manuscript along with me and see what I can get done. Hopefully, at that time, it'll be the second read through, and then all you people will be eating your words! Like the delicious food in Vegas.
Okay. Now I'm hungry.
