Sans Michael
Tonight will be the first night I have spent apart from Michael in almost two years. Michael is away on a business trip for the next few days, and it feels very strange to be alone in the house -- even stranger still to think of going to bed alone, waking up alone, and eating my meals alone.
I've been planning to use this time to get a lot of work done. Michael has proved time and again to be an irresistible distraction when I am supposed to be working, so I figured several days without him would be a perfect opportunity to work ahead a little.
Now, I'm not so sure. Dropping Michael off at the airport was much more upsetting than I had imagined -- I teared up when we said goodbye, and actually started crying when he called me ten minutes later to say he'd gotten checken in. When I got home, I didn't feel like doing much of anything: I went outside with the dogs, ate a snack, found the webpage where I could track Michael's flight, and finally settled in to read for a little while. And that's how I've spent the last few hours.
I'm feeling a little better after having read for a while. I'm hoping that I'll be able to shake the gloomy feeling off after a little while and get down to business, but I decided that if I need to take tonight as an "adjustment" period, I might as well let myself have it. After all, I'll have plenty of time to catch up.
I have some goals that I am hoping to meet while Michael is away, of course. I have several projects that I would like to knock out: book reviews, personal essays, (paid) blog posts, and several pages of web copy. More importantly, though, I've decided that it's high time I start pursuing my fiction aspirations again. My goal is to either 1) dedicate a couple of hours each day to writing some fiction, or 2) get everything else done so that I can dedicate an entire, uninterrupted day to fiction. I haven't decided yet which plan is the better one, as they both seem pretty appealing.
Well, I'll post again later and let you know how I'm getting along!
I've been planning to use this time to get a lot of work done. Michael has proved time and again to be an irresistible distraction when I am supposed to be working, so I figured several days without him would be a perfect opportunity to work ahead a little.
Now, I'm not so sure. Dropping Michael off at the airport was much more upsetting than I had imagined -- I teared up when we said goodbye, and actually started crying when he called me ten minutes later to say he'd gotten checken in. When I got home, I didn't feel like doing much of anything: I went outside with the dogs, ate a snack, found the webpage where I could track Michael's flight, and finally settled in to read for a little while. And that's how I've spent the last few hours.
I'm feeling a little better after having read for a while. I'm hoping that I'll be able to shake the gloomy feeling off after a little while and get down to business, but I decided that if I need to take tonight as an "adjustment" period, I might as well let myself have it. After all, I'll have plenty of time to catch up.
I have some goals that I am hoping to meet while Michael is away, of course. I have several projects that I would like to knock out: book reviews, personal essays, (paid) blog posts, and several pages of web copy. More importantly, though, I've decided that it's high time I start pursuing my fiction aspirations again. My goal is to either 1) dedicate a couple of hours each day to writing some fiction, or 2) get everything else done so that I can dedicate an entire, uninterrupted day to fiction. I haven't decided yet which plan is the better one, as they both seem pretty appealing.
Well, I'll post again later and let you know how I'm getting along!
Labels: fiction writing, freelancing, Michael, miscellaneous



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