Coming back home

My dearest followers,

I know I've been neglecting this blog quite a bit these past few months. The pressures of life just kept getting in the way and before you know it, weeks have past--as if someone pressed the forward button on the remote control that controls the pace of life.

I have to say, the past two months have taken a lot out of me. There were heavy demands on me, no matter which directiom I looked. Work was crazy, so much so that for a few weeks it trailed right behind me all the way home.
I hate bringing work home, the uninvited guest. But I had no choice.I was working on a report with a tight deadline.
In the end as work followed me home, I didn't fight it. I invited it into our home.
But there was a problem. Thing is, I had a live in guest by the name of Sleep. As you might have imagined, Work and Sleep didn't get along. 
I had to make a decision. Only One of them could stay. I chose Work. For about three weeks, apart from the weekend that I went away with my husband to celebrare my 30th birthday and our first year anniversary, I slept no more than three hours a night--way less than I was used to. On some nights I even slept one hour.
I really missed my friend, Sleep.

Last Friday, my work project came to an end. I immediately sent Work packing and invited Sleep back home. As I wrote this blog post, I was laying in the dark at 2 a.m. and Sleep was playing hard to get.
 But thanks to my new toy, my iPhone, I could use the time to write to you. I have missed you. Truly, when I feel drained and unable to give anymore, it's this blog and you my followers that give me the energy I need to go on.

No matter how many times life gets in the way, this is home to me, and I will always come back. Thank you for always being here to receive me.

In the next post I will share with you some photos of Bratislava, where we went for our anniversary. I promise it won't be long.

Behind schedule but happy

I've made a lot of progress on my novel. I have to admit that I haven't been able to get up early every morning, but I do most mornings of the week. I always feel great when I do because I go through the day knowing that I have accomplished something that's close to my heart.

When I don't manage to get up, I do try my best to squeeze out as much time from my busy day as I possibly can.

Even though I did make lots of progress, I will not be able to be done by my 30th birthday as I had planned. My birthday is already on Thursday. I'm close to the end of editing, but not close enough to let go.

My new promise to myself is that I'll make it by the end of summer. One thing I don't want to do, is to rush it.

 One thing before I disappear into my life. I received a very sweet award from my writing buddy, Larissa at: A Three Way Tie. Drop by and say hi. she's amazing. I'll pass on the award as soon as possible.

Anyway, that's it from my end. I'll keep you updated as I move forward.

Liz

Waking up early...Day one

I did it. I woke up shortly before six a.m. (two hours before I usually do) and got a lot of editing done. I have to admit that it was not easy and when the alarm went off, I was tempted to change my mind.
As my eyes refused to open, I played with the idea of starting the new schedule tomorrow instead of today. But then I thought that if I didn't do it today, I never will.

I finally dragged myself out of bed and to the living room table, wishing I were a coffee person (that will never happen). I switched on the computer, surrounded myself with my reference books, and tuned into an online radio. Then I just dived in without wasting too much thinking about it. It worked.

When I resurfaced, I had reached my goal for the day and was so proud of myself. I even squeezed in a few minutes of exercise before leaving for the office.

I must say, I actually love this. I feel fantastic and energetic. I can imagine myself becoming a morning person after all. I love the feeling of having accomplished so much before my day begins.

Thanks for the encouragement, dear friends.