Just Another Manic Monday

I was totally prepared to sleep in today. I have been writing up a storm lately and it’s been keeping me up late. Last night I called it an “early night” and was asleep by 3am.

So there’s that.

I was gonna catch up on some sleep this morning but then the cats reminded me that they were out of food.

Then I remembered I leave for New York tomorrow morning.

And that I close tonight.

So apparently sleeping in wasn’t an option.

I did manage to accomplish everything, for the most part within the hour. I ran to Starbucks (important), Target for cat food and the laundry is in the dryer now.

Go me.

I still need to pack for my trip but that’ll be easy so now I’m sitting here pretending that any of this is interesting.

It’s not.

As for the writing.

I’ve been working really hard on my book “You’re Doing It Wrong” and I have a really good feeling that, at this rate, I’ll be done very soon. This has been a labor of love for the past decade but it’s only been this past year that things have really been rolling for me.

It’s so funny to look at the evolution of this who thing considering where it all started.

Originally “You’re Doing It Wrong” was going to be a series of comedic essays surrounding different events in my life where people were doing it wrong. After over ten years working in a grocery store, three years at the aquarium in Boston, and so many other things- I had plenty of stories.

I actually still have a folder somewhere with some of these stories. I’ll do something with them someday. Good chance they’ll end up on here at some point.

As things got rolling, I realized the many different meanings that “you’re doing it wrong” can take in the grand scheme of things and I took a step back and really thought about what that meant to me.

At the time I was in my mid-twenties and going through my “quarter life crisis” and my friend Jo would put it.

I was freaking out about adulthood and everything I felt like I was doing wrong.

Game change.

I decided to revamp some things and try to expand on this idea.

This lead me to writing not only about my current feelings of doing it wrong, but also the roads that led me there.

Cue digging up repressed childhood memories.

So that’s what I’ve been up to.

Right now I’m working on revising some chapters about past relationships.

There’s been a lot of wine involved.

For more information on my thoughts about writing a book- check out this post from earlier this year.

For now, Burger is being adorable and I’m going to go cuddle with her.

Because I don’t wanna adult any more today.

Until I go to work.

Boo.

UPDATE: Turns out Burger didn’t want to cuddle but Guinness was all about it: