I had an appointment with a cardiologist yesterday and he cleared me – no stress test needed. Happy happy happy day!
The countdown has begun – only 16 more shifts at my current job. Just having made up my mind to not go with the new company has relieved most of my stress. Now if my doctor would just get back to me with when I can pick up my physical form…
And with the stress starting to fade away my energy has started to come back.
Yesterday I planted some tree lily bulbs, Dutch iris bulbs, and some other kind of bulbs that my mother thinks are some kind of lily. I also planted some chocolate mint and regular mint.
This gives me hope that my will to write will come back soon too, so I can do something about these plot bunnies that are nibbling away at my mind.
Meanwhile, I still have other stuff to plant, and some columbine to pry out from between the bricks in the retaining wall and transplant to my garden.
And lots of other craft stuff to keep me occupied. (Not to mention the Kindle app on my phone.)
And I only have three weeks to decide what I’m doing for Camp. I should work on Onyx Sun or the Elven Bard novel. But doing one thousand words for 31 different plot bunnies sounds like fun too. And then there’s the werewolf thing that’s preying on the edges of my mind. It has some characters (without names) and a scene or two, but no real plot. Of course, I have 3 weeks to flesh it out. But I should work on Onyx Sun or the Elven Bard novel…
I hate being undecided.
Or, rather, I hate being decided on too many things – I want to write them all! Right now!
Sadly, I have to go to work.
Sixteen more shifts.