I come to you from my bed, where I'm propped up with about four pillows, shivering under three blankets, and surrounded by all the flotsam and jetsam of my life--bills, yarn, a stack of briefs, a few books, the Kid's art...I don't even know what else.
At about two this morning, my celebratory post-Listen to Your Mother meal came back to visit. At first I thought it had to be food poisoning, but since Sweet Husband and the kids ate the same things I did, I must conclude it's a plain old stomach bug.
Such a crazy weekend though.
First, of course, Listen to Your Mother was awesome. The videos of our performances won't be released until summer, but I got my words out the way I wanted to. And I didn't fall down in my ridiculous shoes. And, well...it was just lovely.
Second, I went to a little, local writing conference on Saturday. I feel like one always ends up sitting through a lot of "meh" at such things to get to the good parts. This one was no different, but the good part was that I got to hear Eric Melin (professional social media man and air guitar world champion) talk about blending your personal and professional life on social media.
That is one of those things I struggle with so hard. And every time someone comes up to me and says, "Wait, you do what? But you're so nice?!" I cringe a little at the self-betrayal. Because I'm actually really proud of my "professional" side work on death penalty appeals--in general, I find it take more compassion and "nice-ness", not less--but I also don't necessarily want to come home and talk about it all the time in conjunction with my much more light-and-airy "personal" stuff.
In my dizzy haze today, I'm not sure what to think about putting it all into practice, but I'm definitely thinking.
And now, back to sleep.
(Oh, but first--speaking of things I have no idea what I'm going to do with, but that are sort of fun--I'm on Snapchat now. The absolute randomness is my favorite, but I believe it would be more fun with friends. I'm "my bit of earth" over there if you want to be one of said friends.)