This is day 4 of 30. I messed up last time.
(Yes, I enlarged the font.)
Last night: 10:30-ish. Husband puts on a documentary about baseball. I have nowhere to be in the morning, I think to myself. I can stay up as late as I want! I fall asleep probably 15 minutes in.
This morning: 8:20-ish. My day off. Maybe I’ll go to the 10:45 yoga class… WRONG.
I look at the schedule. Have you guessed yet what could have possibly happened? There it is, my name next to the 8:30 class. I’m supposed to sub in less than 10 minutes. Actually, in four minutes. What a great way to start the day, rushing to put on yoga clothes and look halfway decent.
It was bound to happen, really. I’m surprised it doesn’t happen every day. I got there 10 minutes late.
12:00. Back home. Working on an interview I did about yoga and PTSD. 2:30. Husband is off to the gym. It’s my goal to finish the interview and decide on something really light I can whip up for elephant journal…
*10 Reasons We Yogis Are All Going To Hell.
*10 Things You do in Yoga Behind the Teacher’s Back.
*Please Stop Posting/ Instagramming Urban Yoga Photo Bombs.
Gotta say, I kinda like them all.
5:00. Still writing, but I feel like I’m just typing.
Now: Taking a break to play my guitar and eat some goldfish crackers. This could take a while.
My prediction for the future: Write the interview until it’s done, which could be midnight. I have nowhere to be in the morning. I can stay up as late as I want! Which reminds me of all those late nights writing for the NYC Midnight Challenge. I’ve done it four times. If you’re a writer who loves deadlines, check it out: The Flash Fiction Challenge 2014.
Of course, I’ve already missed the early entry deadline on July 17th. Hoping you all started your week off better than I did!