Action Woman!

I have had more than eight hours' sleep for THREE DAYS IN A ROW. Do you feel the excitement?

I have an Action Plan for the next few days, sans son*:

Clean house
Work on freelance stuff
Work on house-planning (we are officially in contract, as of today)
Work out every day
Edit first half of book
Plot second half of book
Worry about future

And the Freelancing Husband will be away for a day also, leaving me ALONE! Again, excitement in the air? You betcha.

Can you even guess how much coffee will be drunk over the next few days? The mind boggles.

Wish me luck, but not too much, or I'll procrastinate.

Megan

*He is at the MIL's, having attention lavished on him like me at a Sexy Librarian convention.

Clarification

To clarify: I haven't taken on a real freelance job in real estate, but the Working Stiff Spouse and I have been looking for property to buy. We've been renting all these years, and we figured it was finally time.

So we found something. It needs work, but it has a backyard, and a big basement, and an open kitchen/living room, which was a deal-breaker for us (right now, we are in a railroad, so when I am cooking dinner, I have no idea what the Only Child Son is up to in the living room. Now I'll know). And today I wrote a check for a portion of the down payment. But since the Spouse is working hard (see above), it's my job to deal with all the minutiae of house-buying and construction and stuff. Hence the new job crack.

I didn't end up editing last night, but I did print stuff out. Baby steps.

The Son heads to the in-laws for Spring Break, so I should get a chance to write--my job description next week will be write, worry, panic. Repeat.

Megan