So far so good on my writer's resolutions. Keeping BIC (butt in chair) from 10-2 most weekdays, unless it's a crit group or SCBWI meeting day, or E is sick (which happened mid last week).
Met with crit group yesterday for our biweekly lunch critique. A and J are such talented readers and writers, I'm thrilled to be a part of their group. We discussed our work over steaming spoonfuls of J's spicy bean soup. Um-good.
The meeting flew by too quickly. Didn't help that I was interrupted twice by calls from E's teacher, concerned about a headache that didn't go away after Tylenol. I ended up racing home early from crit group to pick E up from school. In my panic that E's shunt might be acting up, or, God forbid, that her aneurysm may no longer be stable, I forgot S had Scouts after school. By the time I figured out what day it was, it was too late to go. Sigh.
I tried being Pooh about the whole thing last night, but I'm afraid the Eeyore side won out. Feeling better today. Missed meetings, forgotten to-dos, neglected projects, and a longer writing process than most--par for a writer mom of a special needs kid.