Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Life In Progress

I had a plan. It was a good plan too. I returned from my semi-vacation (2 plus weeks staying at the parents house in Buffalo, NY) last week and I was ready to work. Okay, yes, the thousands of blog entries that I had missed and needed to catch up on reading did give me pause. And the latest massive rewrites (rewrites, not revisions, more about that in another post though) that I was looking at for Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea did make me feel like I was sometimes swimming against the tide.

Overall though my mood was upbeat. I was refreshed and ready to get some work done. I had even begun composing this weeks celebratory Work in Progress Wednesday post in my head - about how sometimes all we need to unplug once in a while, and we'll come out on the other side better and stronger and maybe even with whiter teeth than before (okay, this last one is probably only true if your time off included a trip to the dentist, which mine did not. Who the heck goes to the dentist while on vacation?).

The thing is I had a plan, and then...

Have you ever heard that joke about how if you want to make God laugh - tell him about your plans? It's a funny joke, although also kind of depressing. And it definitely doesn't go with the whole vision of God that I was brought up with Him (yes, He was definitely a He.) seeing us as beloved children or sometimes lost sheep. This God who laughs at our plans though is more of the type who looks down and sees us as all a bunch of schmucks. I'm not judging or saying either one is right or wrong. It's just an interesting contrast.


I had a plan, and then I got sick. Not a small case of the sniffles either. Although also not swine flu. No, it was more of a puke (sorry for the oversharing here. Is there a more discreet way to say puke? Would vomit or upchuck have worked better? I think they all give one a pretty graphic idea of what was happening.) until there's nothing left, and then go to the hospital and puke some more. Yeah, this sickness came with an express trip to the hospital. Where I was hooked to an IV. And put in the coldest room ever in the history of the world. I swear they were importing the air from Antarctica. They also gave me medicine that stopped the puking. And Sprite on ice with a bendy straw. The bendy straw was key.

That was Sunday. And since then I've been sleeping, taking care of a sickly toddler (although not sick with the same thing as me, OMG thank goodness), and praying to any type of God who will listen to please let me never ever ever ever ever again in my entire life have to throw up like that again.

So, there was no rah-rah yeah me celebratory Work in Progress Wednesday this week. But as this week continues to plod forward I will be working towards having progress to report next week and on once again catching up on all your great blogs (I miss all of you really I do! Sorry I haven't been commenting, but I have been reading).

In the meantime has anyone else had life get in the way of their plans? Or maybe you've been sick (my mom says it's going around... although I think she says this every time I get sick) too? Or if you have some actual work in progress Wednesday stuff to report I'd love to hear that too:)


  1. It stinks when you get sick after feeling so motivated. So sorry!

    Hopefully the motivation will return and you'll feel 100% again.

  2. So glad you're feeling better!

    And yes, life has a way of intruding on some really great plans every once in a while. :)

  3. Praying that you are back up and running soon! You must be glad to be home. :) Can't wait to hear about the rewrites.

  4. I'm so glad you're feeling better. Yeah, life always seems to get in the way of those plans. A few weeks ago I said, I'm going to write my query letter today. Then, of course, I got that virus thing, too. This was after taking care of my daughter who had it for a week (urgent care visit) then my husband who had it for a week (IV's like you, the whole deal--no bendy straw, though) and then I get it. Ugh...I HATE throwing up. But yeah, plans are sometimes difficult to follow through with.

  5. Sorry to hear you were sick, but glad to hear you are feeling better. We've all the ickies for the past couple weeks but things are getting back to normal. Nothing to report on the writing front. Shelved my rewrite because went blank on it. Starting to research new book to start in november.

  6. Omigosh, I can't believe how sick you were! I'm glad you're feeling better, though. Man, what a horrible way to come back from vacation.

    Yeah, life gets in the way. Er, often I get in my own way. I didn't even do a post this week because I didn't like my progress. There is always next week to try again.

  7. I'm so so sorry you had to go through that. And pregnant too. Double bummer. And yes, life gets in the way all the time. Hang in there, Kate! You're fantastic!

  8. Life is always getting in the way of my plans. Ugh. Especially right now - although it seems to be working out okay for my writing.

    I am so sorry to hear about your experience. Oh my goodness you need MAJOR HUGS!

    You're in my prayers. Hang in there. Hope your baby's okay!

  9. I'd send ya a case of bendy straws if it meant you'd feel better. Glad you and the baby are on the mend. Hugs!

  10. I hate when my plans go awry. I do hope you're feeling better though! :)

  11. I'm so sorry you were sick. Hope you are feeling better.