I thought I had things together. Figured that this past week when I was on vacation I'd get so much done before September hit. I would prepared. Yeah. What's that saying?? Something about best laid plans...?
Well, I woke up today, realized I was already two days into September and hit full blown panic mode.
Our house reno is so far behind I think it's in a different time zone.
My son's birthday is in two days and I haven't planned a thing!
I realize my MRI to look into this wonky back is scheduled the same day as son's said, unplanned birthday.
The four new toilets for the reno were delivered today but the guy wouldn't deliver them to the basement so had to put them in the garage where The Boy practices his hockey shots. I may have four new cracked toilets to put in the new still not finished house.
The Boy's hockey schedule firmed up and, yes, he has a tournament starting next Wednesday, going all weekend, and yes, he has one the same weekend as my mom's 75th birthday and, oh, yes, all his practices until November occur on Saturdays and Sundays too.
Our main computer got some weird virus so now all of us have to share my poor, overworked laptop until it's fixed (and I still haven't taken it in yet! School starts in four days!)
I'm still only half-way through my revision to the wip and still not sure it's working.
I have to write the dedication and acknowledgements for THE BREAK and the one, freaking line for the dedication is giving me more grief than writing the whole book. What is UP with that?
I'm only halfway through a beta read for a friend who I told I would get to it in a week and feeling very guilty about it.
And that's only the start of my panic. Let's not forget that I'm back to work next week and school starts too.
But you know how I get through the panic? I remember that all these things are small and the panic will soon pass. The Brits survived the Blitz and had the best saying ever to come out of a war: Keep Calm and Carry On.
It's all in the attitude. And remembering that there are way worse things happening to people who are handling true crises with grace, humour and way more courage than we shall ever know.
How are you all handling your busy lives? And how do you handle it when the panic hits?