The Juggling Game

This is really about my life as it is these days.

Sometimes I feel like I've bitten off more than I can chew. I certainly felt that way when we missed our plane connection in Denver and had to spend the night in the airport. I was getting over a cold and worn out from being at Mayhem in the Midlands in Omaha--though I had a wonderful time.

I skipped my writing critique group this week because I knew I needed to stay home and rest.

We are in the process of remodeling two downstairs bedrooms into one so we can move downstairs. I love my upstairs room, but hubby's knees give him fits at times and he'd like to stop having to climb up and down. The process has gone on for awhile as we've had to rely on a grandson and friends who did most of the work--far less expensive than the job done on the bathroom by professionals--and frankly the time wasn't any more.

Hubby is finishing up and we'll soon be able to start hauling things down. Fortunately, the youth at church are having a yard sale soon so we can get rid of quite a lot of stuff there.

My promotion for both No Sanctuary and Kindred Spirits is ongoing and I've done lots for that with much more coming in the future.

We're heading to Pasadena for the new California Crime Writers Conference where I'm going to be on a panel Sunday morning about e-publishing. We'll spend Saturday night in the hotel--but plan to leave right after the panel even though I could stay for the conference the rest of the day for free.

However, I'm learning that I only have just so much stamina and the very next week we leave for Las Vegas and the Public Safety Writers Conference. I'm the program chair for that event and also will be helping with the registration so I have lots of prepare for.

While all this is going on, I'm working on a rather complicated ghost writing project. At spare moments, I've been trying to finish up my own work-in-progress. And of course I have to take care of bills, cleaning bathrooms, doing the laundry and putting some food on the table.

Who ever guessed my retirement years would be so busy? Certainly not I!

Being able to vent like this on my own blog is helpful whether anyone finds it entertaining or not.

Back to the ghost writing.



Helen Ginger said…
Well, Marilyn, it's nice to see you relaxing, drinking iced tea on the veranda and enjoying retirement. Ha!

I believe you are very smart. As long as you enjoy what you do, keep doing it. It'll keep you young.

Straight From Hel

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