If it's Sunday I must be stressing

I try not to stress on Sundays, but I'm a miserable failure at it. Especially now that I've added working on at least two book projects to my to do list. And especially since every Saturday I tell myself I'll hurl out of bed at 7AM and get at it - it being grading papers and writing lots of wonderful pages that actually make sense - and then end up sleeping late, drinking coffee, noodling around on the computer and reading the Sunday papers, all of which make me feel great, but then I remember - oh crap, I didn't do what I was supposed to and there comes Mr. Stress again.

At which point I promptly either go walking or convince husband we should go for breakfast/brunch/whatever we can manage to find without an incredible amount of effort.

So if you read this, send me a telepathic reminder that I promised myself a finished new first chapter of the WIP because after I read Michelle's notes I actually came up with some really good ideas. (once I got done with the stressing stuff) And that I'm supposed to grade 3 sets of Caesar scene re-writes. And write two scholarship recs. And plan some lessons. And clean the bathrooms. And cook some meals for the week so we're not always eating cereal for dinner. And return at least three emails and phone calls I've been ignoring.

And don't worry. I'll do most of it. But I'll still be stressing.

Til next time...