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Apr. 9th, 2009 02:16 pmI'm so tired of having to constantly redo the math to see if plane tickets are still a possibility. The snow days we've had took some work days from me so...
Right now, it still looks possible (especially if I win anything from the Bellman, crossing fingers and toes). I'm hoping that if I come up $40 bucks or so short, which is what I'm thinking I may, mother will help with that teeny bit.
The stress sucks.
But at the same time, I'm glad I'm stressing about this. Or...well. I know it will work out somehow. I just can't believe that it won't work. Pessimist I may be, I'm forcing myself to believe it will work. And then, well, there's the end result of it working. And the stress turns into something at that thought. I've been writing romance for years, but...damn, I underestimated just how wonderful/scary that feeling is. And I still don't think I'd be able to write it properly (as this post shows).
...this is what happens when I do money stuff while listening to Keith Urban. I apologize.
Right now, it still looks possible (especially if I win anything from the Bellman, crossing fingers and toes). I'm hoping that if I come up $40 bucks or so short, which is what I'm thinking I may, mother will help with that teeny bit.
The stress sucks.
But at the same time, I'm glad I'm stressing about this. Or...well. I know it will work out somehow. I just can't believe that it won't work. Pessimist I may be, I'm forcing myself to believe it will work. And then, well, there's the end result of it working. And the stress turns into something at that thought. I've been writing romance for years, but...damn, I underestimated just how wonderful/scary that feeling is. And I still don't think I'd be able to write it properly (as this post shows).
...this is what happens when I do money stuff while listening to Keith Urban. I apologize.
