Day 134: Sprinting Season

I’m at about 90% health. Really think it was Covid.

It’s day 47 of our snowed in experience (technically it’s only day 5 of at least 9), I onboarded a new client today, and we sent out all of our summit presenters responses.

I am spent.

It was all good things and I’m happy to have a sprint.]

But, I’m also a little tipsy and kind of whacked out from not leaving the house since Saturday morning.

Also, Ryan and I started watching a new show and something I picked up on right away is that one of their story lines is part of my novel. I told Ryan immediately and he said, “You need to be more original.”. Ouch.

What I initially wrote about can still be included. This angle isn’t something I’ve seen before tonight. Maybe it’s been done before. I am however seeing this whole situation as a synchronistic Godwink confirming that I should keep working on the book.

With onboarding the client today, I realized that was a “go ahead” from the universe to book the writing retreat.

Did I tell you about that?

A couple weeks ago when the novel started to get legs, I thought to look at my 2025 goals spreadsheet. I saw the local retreat that I saved back then, or in 2024.

I found the new dates, did some “I actually might attend this” research, and asked for first-hand recounts from it.

Now it’s just a matter of time until I get it booked.

Not going to lie, I’m freaked out about my first ever solo trip in a house with strangers. What if there are men there? There probably will be some at the retreat. But the living arrangement probably aren’t co-ed. I feel like that’s a liability.

Both super excited and a bit paranoid and thrilled. The same feelings I have for everything that turns out amazing.