It’s nice to like Mondays again. I haven’t for quite a long time because I’ve felt out of sorts and the working week was always a fresh adjustment to deal with. Now I’ve found better rhythm and don’t have to mentally switch between home being work and also home, it’s much easier for me to relax into my work queue and enjoy my job. I hope that is a feeling that lasts, and I’m happy to say I managed to chip off target between replying to emails this morning, so all in all, a fantastic start to the week. The only real problem I face now is my diet, and I need to get a handle on that one quite badly.
When I get overwhelmed with stress, the diet is the first wall to fall. That’s been true my whole life, and I’ve just been lucky I have a god-like metabolism that means I can shed weight like other people shed clothes. However now I’m approaching my thirties like a freight train I do need to stop relying on that, as I will lose that superpower all too soon. This was one of the reasons we hired my dietitian, and I do like the new diet a lot, but this weekend I fell off the wagon hard because it seemed every time I tried to switch off, someone lobbed a grenade at me. No ones fault, that’s just something that happens in life from time to time, but I need to be more resilient than that.
I’m also coming to terms with the sheer amount of work TBS needs to become a decent book, and that it’s going to be a huge job to pull it up to that level. I also feel that’s true for every other novel, but TBS and TWR both need it most of all, and likely both need to be done last at this rate to get the most out of the process. TBS is at least not burdened with also being a foreshadowing novel, but I really want it to be good too. Still, that’s later-me’s problem. And hey, I’m enjoying editing WHT so I don’t feel too bad about deferring that.
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