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Julie Barrett
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
I spent the last couple of weeks in March battling a mega case of insomnia. Ah, the joys of being at "that age." This is just one of those cases that fed on itself. I'd take meds, go to bed, and still not sleep for thinking about sleeping. Grr. Two things finally broke the cycle. One was just creeping exhaustion. The other was that I dropped my research reading and picked up some comfort books. In this case, familiarity bred sleep.
It's going to take some time to crawl out of the sleep deficit hole, but I'm getting there. At least I can sit at the computer, stare at a blank screen, and string together a few coherent sentences that don't come out like whiny rubbish. This is why I wasn't blogging. Everything I wrote was one big whinefest. At least I had the presence of mind to not subject both of my readers to it.
What's next?
Well, I have a huge stack of correspondence to wade through. Actual paper correspondence. Okay, I did manage to pay the bills, but only because I have this thing about keeping the lights on. (Yeah, maybe that's why I didn't sleep: the lights were on! Har, har.)
Also, prep for convention season is gearing up. I have six more events this year, including four more art shows and one dealer slot. I'll have another one to announce soon. Check the listings on the sidebar or the
Events page for details.
Better get back to the pile of correspondence. I have ten items here, and would like to knock off as many as I can this afternoon, weather and noise at the house next door willing. Ah, yes. Spring storms moving through today. Plus, the house next door has changed hands and the new owners are quite busy with improvements, some of which require a jackhammer and other noisy equipment. It's not like this is an ongoing thing, but it makes concentrating on work a real adventure.