Saturday's Just Another Day

I've only been unemployed for a couple of weeks and already the days blur by. The holiday we just had didn't feel like a holiday, and now Saturday doesn't feel like Saturday. It's not a bad feeling. Just something I noticed.

I can't say I didn't work during the past week, even though it didn't feel like work. I doubt writing ever will. But it was a very productive week for me. My editing project is finished and now with my daughter for her input. When she's done, and I fix any problems (hopefully all minor), then that manuscript is off to the publisher who requested it. I don't think I've ever revised/edited something so quickly before. It helps when you have all day to do it.

I work. I'm just not getting paid for it (yet). And it's enjoyable work. Maybe that's what makes it hard to say I work.

I've also gone back to the gym, and boy do I feel it this morning. Thursday I walked 1.75 miles and worked on my legs. Friday I walked 1.80 miles and worked on my arms. Today I'm glad to rest. My body aches (but in a good way – I didn't over do it). I'll be back on Monday because I love going to the gym before 7:00am. Hardly anyone is there!

I will blame the past holiday and our vacation for my blogging failures this week. Hopefully, I'll get back on some kind of schedule. I work better that way, that's for sure. Monday and Tuesday I kind of floundered, because I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. That's when I realized I need structure. That's something I had when I got ready for the paying job. So that's what I do now. I get up by 6:30 and do what I need to do (exercise, eat, shower) so that I'm writing by 9:00. Just that little schedule has helped tremendously. But now it's Saturday and I miss it (so maybe it's NOT just another day - mmmm). Oh well, can't work every day, now can I?

Have a good weekend!