Now that I have declared “State of Awesomeness,” something is bound to go wrong. At the moment however, things are pretty good.

After I posted about how I was doing badly, my phone started ringing as friends rallied to give me pep talks and I even got an offer to help with the kitchen face lift. When I logged into WoW, I got more pep talks. It’s good to be loved, and I appreciate my friends more than ever for the support I received. It really did help. The new school semester is really what sent me over the edge as there is so much less time and energy to do all of the things that I absolutely have to get done. And just the thought of the time it takes to get all these things done is overwhelming.

As much as it kills me to say it, I thrive in a loosely scheduled environment. I’ve lived with no schedule at all and my life sort of fell apart because I was so overwhelmed with the things that needed to be done that I ended up accomplishing absolutely nothing. I was too daunted by the supposed list of things that I didn’t know where to start and, if I did, I didn’t think it would ever get finished up. Getting myself back into a basic routine has always been my sort of salvation, something Tom will never really understand, but if I don’t try to stay on top of at least half of this stuff, I fly apart at the seams. So, I’m back in a schedule, at least until the end of the semester.

As the second semester of Interior Design 121 (Basic Architectural Drafting) is really kicking in, I’m starting to enjoy it. We’re drawing rooms in two-point perspective, being allowed to pick out our own furniture and accessories, and do the rooms the way we envision. I’m really excited with the way everything is turning out so far.

The house face-lift is coming along. Everything in the downstairs bathroom is pretty much finished, except for some touch up paint on my fierce blue accent wall, some of the paint needs to be scrubbed off around the edge, and I need to have a mirror put up. The kitchen is coming, and probably won’t be done in time for my mom to get here, but it’s looking good. And, last but certainly not least, I put a good coat of primer over the walls of the master bedroom, finally hiding that lovely shade of urine that coated the walls. Seriously, I don’t know what the previous owner was thinking. Even with just the primer it looks so much better, but I doubt I’ll be able to get to the actual painting until after Mom’s gone. The kitchen is more important.

Writing… Now that I have the guild website, my personal blog and the new food blog (totally loving AwK, by the way), my other projects have sort of taken a back seat. This has been bumming me out. I’ve been trying to write my “novel” type stuff at work but to no avail. This, too, has been put into a schedule. My blogs get written at work, and the story I was writing for my friends gets worked on at home. I’ve started making an effort to give myself 1 hour of writing time at night. This is the primary reason for the bedroom face lift: A serene feeling has been given to the bedroom, and I have moved all bookshelves in there for a laid back reading zone. It’s perfect. I make tea, grab the laptop, leave the door open a crack so the cats can join me, and I write. My only concern at this point is that the chapters I put out are few and far between. Because of this, I have reinstated my original goal of having two chapters done at a time. Chapters 10 and 11 have both been started, and I am excited about both. I’m trying not to rush myself to put them out, because I want to get into a routine. Maybe I’ll cut back and say that I’ll put out one chapter a month and when school is out I can focus on it more. Who knows. At least I’m still enjoying the whole process of writing.

The book that I had originally started - the one that inspired me to start this crazy process of becoming a better fictional writer - has taken a backseat. I haven’t touched it in about six months. I’m sad about that, and I think about the story every day. Every day it grows in my head. Every day in my head, the characters live. But I have to choose, and the other things that are dominating my life take priority.

There’s more good stuff happening, but this post is long enough.