I'm supposed to be relaxing, and enjoying the holidays. I have time off, so I should be cleaning. I should be wrapping presents. I should be finishing Christmas cards. I should be reading.
Ohmigod, I just can't take this. My normal schedule goes like this: Wake up, get semi-presentable, write, eat, go to work, blog on breaks, and then I eat, practice and go to bed. I try to read as long as I can in bed.
True, I have no life.
But now I've got time off. I haven't the slightest clue what to do. Maybe I should go write, but I've been cranking it out so hard I worked myself up into a mini-breakdown. (Okay, mini-breakdown for me means getting depressed for approximately 20 hours.)
So what the hell am I supposed to do? I feel like I shouldn't work while I'm relaxing, and I feel like shouldn't relax when there's work to be done. But if I wait for work to be done, then I'll have a fifty-year long wait. There's always something to be done when you're self-employed.
Oh, f-ck it. I don't know what else to do. I'm gonna go write.
Do you ever feel like this? Sheesh! I feel like a whiny little kid!