So it’s the weekend and my proof copy of my book hasn’t arrived so I have to spend two days distracting myself from thinking about it.
So distraction number one, as the New Year started I was adamant I wanted to do three things in 2012, one, myself and my partner were going to finally buy a house, two I was going to publish and three I wanted to get fit. So far the latter isn’t going so well! I figured a great motivator was to enter a race, so that’s what I did, I entered this year’s Race For Life, it’s for a good course and it gave me something to work towards, a 5k run!! Now January I was 100% dedicated and ran (well it was more like speed waddling!) two miles five nights a week, well running/speed walking I think I would’ve killed myself if I attempted two miles in one go! But then February hit and so did the snow for a week and a half, then it was far too cold to go anywhere, then I was too poorly so I’ve pretty much spent the whole of February sat on my ass, until my Race For Life runner number and info pack arrived through the post this morning, it was like someone had rammed dynamite up my ass and lit it, so off I jogged, for the first time in just under a month and OMG couldn’t I tell, my throat burned, my legs felt like they were going to snap but a great distraction from being annoyed from where my proof had got to.
Distraction number two, what the hell possessed me to go to a supermarket on a Saturday, it was like a war zone. Trust me when I say NEVER be fooled by elderly ladies with one of those half trolleys slowly dithering down an aisle, the moment you get in their way they’re ready to take out your ankles and don’t be fooled by “Excuse me dear I can’t reach the top shelf would you mind passing me that can of soup” Don’t do it, they snatch and run, no thanks, no kind little smile, nothing, poof they’re gone, so Rude.
So my shopping rage distracted me quite well until we got home and put the shopping away, now I’m bored again, so time for a bit of internet shopping, retail therapy never fails to distract anyone from issues/problems/worries/stresses and the alike so distraction number three ended up being a mad hunt for Mum and Dad’s birthday present, (yes Mum & Dad their birthday is the same day, again how Rude!) Now this was meant to be so much easier than it was, I think it’s mainly because I NEVER leave present shopping until the last minute, I just don’t, I’m always so organised but what with the House and The Book, I am becoming the most disorganised person going.
So distraction number four turned out to be if I can’t check my proof because I don’t have it yet I can at least do some promotional prep stuff for the Book, I need a designated book site so I decided to start on material for that but that lasted around forty minutes before I started cursing and obsessing about how long it takes to ship one’s proof copy from The States to little old me in Cambridgeshire UK.
Meaning I’m now back to square one, obsessing. Now the post isn’t due until Monday and when it arrives I’ll be at work so I won’t know if it’s arrived until I get home at about six. I need to occupy my mind for the next 50 Hours and have no idea how especially when our internet connection continues to do what the hell it likes and just comes on and goes off again willy nilly, although I might start with laying off the coffee!!!