I have been overwhelmed and panicked about things I must do.
In a bad way.
(Too big. Too much.)
Priorities:
I want to be with my girls.
And my friends–more than I am now which is almost never.
I want to write.
I want to fulfill my callings.
And I want to make sure the conference is a success (www.wifyr.com).
What I don’t want to do is wake up feeling like I’m gonna puke because I’m stressed.
I won’t want to cry because extra work is piled on me.
Dream about it.
Worry over it.
Wonder how to get it done.
I know why some people just want to hide.
So–
Talking to a publisher today (maybe).
To ease my burden.
But there is this–I’ve made some people angry.
Remember how I said Treat Writing Like a Job?
Being your own boss means knowing when to say no.
Even when it isn’t popular.
I’m going back to sleep.
Throwing Up Words 
*hugs*
You forgot to add “take more naps” – now, see that you DO that ! ! ! Gotta take care of YOU before you can take care of all of “us” !
A terrific suggestion. I need to do just that, Brenda! Love, love, love.
Thank you, Ilima. Hugs are always good.
Oh, Carol, you always want to take care of everyone else. And then I read a few days ago that you want to start a writing business? Don’t even think about it until the conference is over. And then take a week off and go sit in a forest somewhere and regenerate. Take good food to eat. And a blank notebook because I know you can’t go that long without writing.
I shall take your suggestion, Lynne. Though I might be too scared to sit in a forest. What about the bears?
Are you kidding? That’s “material” staring you right in the face . . . WRITE about the Bears ! ! !