But it's not all been gloom despair and agony on me. So let's look at what's been going on and formulate a plan for November, ummkay?
Different months are made for different things. October was the month made for writing. The month started with the annual regional popular culture conference, which was held in the graceful and somewhat quirky city of Savannah this year. Last time I was there, I was strapped into a walking boot due to an Achilles' tendon injury, so I didn't see too much - and FryDaddy and I made up for that this go-round! Our papers were well-received, we both learned some new things and we met some very nice new scholar-friends. So, an all-around success. For this trip, we had the best of intentions and (yay for us) we stayed within a rather strict budget (didn't go Tasmanian Devil at the deeply discounted book tables) and we walked a lot, but no - we didn't eat the way we should have. But Walls BBQ is a must. A must, do you hear? (Seriously, I'm in favor of any 5 booth eatery where I can't get my pound cake because "I'm sorry, ma'am, it's still in the oven.")
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In the last week, I've started making a real effort to get back to my established good habits. I'm not there yet, but I have a plan. In the meantime, the book is very nearly finished on our end of things (and hey - we've got a publicist! I'm not sure what to make of that.) and the past months of good habits meant the house isn't in total disarray. It's picked up (aside from one "hot spot" on the kitchen counter), but needs a good clean. We got off-budget this month, but not to the point of using credit cards, so that can easily be corrected this next month. And I can start carrying a water bottle and using the walking track again. And FryDaddy and I are inking in some "couple time" that wild mammoths couldn't interrupt.
And I did not go mad.
I'm telling you - that's more of an accomplishment than it may sound. In the past, I was so tightly locked into the shackles of perfectionism that if I didn't get everything crossed off my list ("Drink 70 oz. of water, check. Walk at least 30 minutes, check. Eat 5 fruit/veg, check" and so on), the day was a failure and I was a Bad Person. To be able to look at the dirty kitchen floor and say, "I'll Swiffer it after work Wednesday" is a HUGE step!
Much work to do, true. But it's worth acknowledging that much work has been done.