I have spent most of the morning trying to fit The Outlaw Bride into the story evolution worksheet and it feels like the story is starting to fall apart, or it's out of sequence, or there are sections where I’m thinking, 'what the heck are these people doing and what is their motivation?'. I hate those days when you look at something you've spent a year or more slaving over and think it's all a bunch of crap and should be torched. I know the spine of the story is good, and I'm just feeling frustrated, that eventually everything will work itself out, I just have to look at it logically, but this is the last thing I needed this morning.
I spent most of yesterday being stressed out because my dog was sick. I think she's doing better this morning - she's keeping her food down so far, but the idea that I might have to go another round with vet appointments, etc has me ready to tear my hair out. It's like I just start to think things are going to be okay and something else happens. Sometimes you just want to throw your arms up and say, 'Fine, I give up! You win!'
The long weekend, which I had hoped to be a bit of a kick back, relax weekend ended up being anything but. I spent three days stacking two cords of wood in my shed until every muscle in my body ached. But at least it's done and that's one less thing I have to think about.
The next few weekends again are incredibly hectic and while they're filled with things I want to do, there's a part of me that is saying it just wants to take a vacation from my life. I want to hole up in a cabin somewhere and just forget the rest of the world exists for a little while, or go down south and soak up the rays, or get lost in the south of France never to be heard from again...but sadly, it is not to be. I must now pack it in and go to the day job, leaving behind a story evolution worksheet that is in shambles, and try not to think of the worse case scenario with the pooch. I'm beginning to think happy endings only show up at the end of a book.
This concludes today's pity party. Thanks for stopping by. And yes, I would like some cheese with that whine.