So true. If only we could all love ourselves in a compassionate fashion, the world would be much more at peace. What do you think?
Camp Nano, that is. Camp Nanowrimo to be exact. Contemplating my final decision on this and jotting down my thoughts as I decide.
Have I signed up, yet? Yes. Some of you may know me well enough by now that I like to bite off a bit more than I can chew. I come from this kind of stock. My mother is the same way. Stubborn. Hard-headed. Doesn’t listen. Goes off in 20 directions at once, full throttle, no stopping until your body or brain stop functioning properly, or both. We always have too much on our To-do lists, although I take the lead with the list making, as I’m a diehard-write-it-all-down in a planner or small note pad/ledger list maker. I even do the sticky notes. All over the place. Partly, because I’m senile and I’ll forget 10 seconds after I thought of it. Anyway, I digress.
I signed up with the best of intentions. Yes, I know where the road of good intentions lead. Thing is, I get so super-duper uber excited when I think about the 31 days of juicy and delicious chaotic manic creative insane hair-pulling sleep-depriving writing frenzy. As if I don’t have enough on my plate right now causing sleep deprivation.
I worked from home for a year. I needed more money fast so I got a law office job from hell. Worked with Satan’s minions for what, 1.5 months? And really, that was too long. I was desperate. What can I say. Turned up my work-at-home contracts and got my rear in gear and got myself out of hell. Sort of a long story but I can save that for another day. So now, one contract here. One contract there. Another to begin today or tomorrow maybe. A fourth to start Monday and I’m working my fingers to the bone. I have an option for a 5th contract but I really do need to get some sleep at some point. Even my laptop can’t handle the pressure. It’s falling apart and it’s only a year old but then my kiddo did step on it, so that might have something to do with it.
As you can see, my conundrum is too much work and not enough play nor sleep nor sunshine makes Carol a dull girl and exhausted. So, my goal for the following 7 days will be to decide which contracts to keep and which to maybe set aside and put on hold until I need them again. I will establish my work hours for 8-10 hours per day M-F instead of 12 or 18 hrs and I will make (yes, I said make) the time for my creative outlet. When I don’t make time to write, I become this sad, angry, tired, feeling old sort of person who’s all about work-work-work. I mean, I make time for family, just no time for me. I know when I do the Camp Nano thing, I still feel tired and feel a little old and honestly, dragging around like a zombie sort of person but there’s more excitement and fun and wonder in the midst of my bedraggledness (yeah, I just made that a word).
So, okay, I’ll do it. I will make a plan. And hopefully stick to it. And I will participate every day during Camp Nano in July and try to find 5 minutes to hang out with my cabin mates, but not gonna promise on that one. Not enough hours in the day. Know what I mean? And I’ll try to make more time for my blog. Remember when I posted every day? I need to get back to posting at least once a week. We’ll see what happens.
Oh, and I found out a few days ago that you can request some of your previous bunk mates and/or camping friends from other bunks to join you in your cabin this go-round.
If you happen to be carvin’ out time to do the Camp, as well, shoot me a message here or at camp.
And good luck to you in all your endeavors whether you join us at camp or not.