Saturday night, Emerson demanded a walk. He does this by sitting beside my desk, shuffling his feet and sighing with an occasional moan thrown in. It’s like living with a cranky old man sometimes. But he’s so damn cute, I give in and stop work on the last chapter of the book. He races to the end of the hall rearing to go. I double back to the desk to check the weather, and he yells at me (well barks, but that’s his version of yelling). I shout that I’m on my way and head down the hall. I put his shoes and collar on him and I slip on my sandals. It’s 62 degrees out at 9:30 at night. Crazy March weather. One week snow, then rain, then bam spring’s here.
So we take our walk to Battery Park Esplanade. He loves being near the water. Alright, I love the water, he likes the benches and the bushes he can pee on. The water was remarkably calm. And the moon. Goodness, it was a Cheshire cat moon. I couldn’t remember seeing that before. And the horizontal sliver had a glow around it. Gorgeous. The breeze was nice and not cold or harsh.
It felt like the entire world was waking up. With Spring Equinox on Sunday, I guess it was. So we strolled for two hours. Emerson loved being outside. Enjoying lying on the bench and people watching. We called mom and chatted with her. It was a perfect spring night. We got home around 11:30 and I went to cleaning the bedroom. Now all that is left is under the bed and the closets. Gulp. A couple more weekends and all the hardcore cleaning will be done.
The trouble is maintaining. It’s work to not slip back into clutter. To not let things multiple and divide all over the place. To constantly throw away. But if I’m on top of it, things won’t get so bad again.
Anyway, I must go finish the edits. I am seven pages from finishing edits on The Curse of The Radcliffe Rubies. Then one more round of edits on chapters 1-3 and I can move on to redrafting the query and synopsis. Then I get to query again. And hopefully work more on the other novel. Even with good time management skills, it’s a constant battle to stay on top of everything.
How do you prioritize? What do you find yourself letting slip most often? For me, it’s vacuuming and dusting. I hate doing them and even more wasting my time doing them. Hence, the need for massive spring cleaning.