1. Get healthier by losing 15lbs via 30 min walk/wk, 30 min rebounder/wk, 15 situps + pushups per day (or at least 3x/wk)
Pounds: gained two pounds, lost four, gained two back...basically back to where i started. 
Walking: 3.5/2hrs
Trampoline: 30min/2hrs
Situps: 60/180
Pushups: 60/180

2. Brush and floss teeth before going to bed every night
It's a work in progress. 

3. Do something social/go on dates twice a month
Did four - coffee with E, Bible Study, play audition, visit with cousin. 

4. Work on editing assignments or WiPs for a minimum of two hours per week
About 22 hours.  

5. Save and plan for UK dream vacation
I started looking into accommodations, getting a passport, plane fares, and working on my budget. 

SUMR

I never thought I'd say this, but really wish I hadn't accepted this new author. The owner of the publishing company asked me to edit his manuscript because she was going on an emergency medical leave, and I stupidly said yes. The ms is nearly 100,000 words long and I was being given less than a month to work on it... AND I had another ms due shortly before it. So I finished up my other ms, and got started on this one with three weeks to go. 

Then the head line editor tried to bump up my due date to give more time to the line and copyeditors since the ms was so big, and I had to say "no dice!" since I had only just gotten the thing. I kept the managing editor in the loop so she knew what was going on, and it seemed no one had realized that the boss transfered it to me last minute making me wonder if I was supposed to have had him to begin with or they just weren't informed. 

So I do the first edits over the next four days as I had two days off plus the weekend, and got them back to him saying I don't need them until sometime Thursday. He gets them back to me by Tuesday --obviously does NOT have a day job-- but I couldn't work on it until the weekend as I had to work. Yes, there were evenings but that's about an hours time to spare, tops, as I cannot stand to look at a computer screen for more than ten hours a day.

He wanted the dratted thing back by Thursday! Um, even if I wasn't working I wouldn't have been able to get second edits back to him that fast. I have to read the entire freaking ms all over again, which is always slower the second time for multiple reasons: one, I hate reading books back to back and thus my concentration level is generally pretty low. two, he didn't use the track changes feature allowing me to see what changes he made. and three, it's freaking huge! 

I told him I planned to devote my weekend to it and hoped to get it back to him early in the week... but then my parents had that huge fight and thus I couldn't get any work done. If I could have escaped the house I would have, but i know my parents. If they saw me I'd be detained and completely pulled into the fight. I tried working with earplugs, but I could hear through them AND my mother kept bursting into my room to give me updates on what my "father has done now!" and/or yell at me. Then on Sunday my grandparents came over for a visit and I was forced to socialize. 

I told the author on Tuesday that I hadn't gotten as much done as I had hoped and would get the ms to him mid to late this week. He asked if we were still on track and I said yes, since we still had nearly two weeks left. Maybe I shouldn't have assumed he'd be able to get second edits finished himself in under a week because he isn't pleased with me. So much so that he went to the managing editor to state how nervous he was with my less-than-promptness.

After working on the ms for three hours after my eight-hour shift at work (I even at supper at my desk and it went cold), I fell asleep when I decided to take a break. I woke up at 4:30am to find an email from the managing editor asking for a status update. Needless to say, I'm none to pleased about this. Apparently I wasn't reassuring enough, or professional enough, or who the heck knows what! 

The boss-lady worked on this author's first manuscript but the company is her only job, she can probably rearrange her schedule to work on the author's time. I cannot do that. I am not taking time off from my day-job with a decent wage just to edit a manuscript I'll earn change on. Now I'm severely agitated and cannot get back to sleep, thus my rant. 

SUMR

1. Get healthier by losing 15lbs via 30 min walk/wk, 30 min rebounder/wk, 15 situps + pushups per day
Pounds: 130
Walking: 30 min
Trampoline: 0 min
Situps: 0
Pushups: 0

I had the flu for half the week, and I'm still recovering. Flu and exercise doesn't mix well. 

2. Brush and floss teeth before going to bed every night
Still trying. 

3. Do something social/go on dates twice a month
I went to the play auditions, as well had a visit with my cousin. 

4. Work on editing assignments or WiPs for a minimum of two hours per week
I spent much of Sunday and this afternoon/evening working on it. That's a lot more than two hours!  

5. Save and plan for UK dream vacation
I inquired about my very late paycheque so that I can add it to my budgeting plan... does that count? 

SUMR

Once again my parents are having their monthly blow-up. OME, I can hardly wait until I can afford my own place because I really don’t want to deal with this any more. It started because my mum is having one of her whiney days, and driving dad and I nuts with it. Every little thing annoys her today, and everything has to be in her time no matter what you happen to be doing… including taking my dishes to the kitchen to be washed before I even finished eating breakfast.

Needless to say, she needled dad one too many times and he started yelling back. This of course meant a screaming match ensued with dad swearing and mom crying –and if she starts crying it lasts the rest of the day. One of the things that she threw a fit about is having things on the kitchen table. Now, to me, kitchen tables –when not also used as dinging room tables—are meant to have things on them, they are like a temporary holding place. Dad keeps things there that he takes with him whenever he leaves the house such as keys, cell phone, and pocket notebook; I keep important papers that cannot get lost and need to be dealt with shortly like tax forms and work stubs there; the mail gets put there…

Admittedly, dad has also taken to stacking things on the dishwasher and dining room table, so I can understand that being an aggravation. And I suppose my leaving my work bag on one of the chairs three evenings a week could be an annoyance for her, but she also complains when I take it to my room and the only place to put it is in front of my closet. For some reason she prefers using my full-length mirror than her own, and my bag gets in the way of her doing that.

Anyways, because the things on the table were making her angry, either she or dad threw everything on the table to the floor. My work cheque –which I planned to deposit today hence it being on the table as a reminder—ended up ripped, and something of dad’s ended up broken (though I’m unsure if it was his cell phone or something else that was expensive). I cannot comprehend this, but for some reason my winter coat, hat, and mittens ended up thrown outside onto the driveway with some other things. They were in their place, hung up on the hook behind the door after all.

Due to the new mess upon the kitchen floor, mum ordered me to come clean it up. Joy. So while I’m kneeling on the floor I have mum standing on one side of me and dad on the other, while they scream their heads off. It practically burst my eardrums and I actually had to stop what I was doing to cover my ears… not that it helped much. During this I got thinking how this was a physical representation of my childhood.

Since I had front row seats to this domestic drama, I got to hear some of the delightful things my parents disagreed on. One of them is the fact that Mum hates having a job and just wants to be a housewife, as well as his spending so much time with friends instead of her. This doesn’t quite make sense to be because mum complains about having to do housework, yet she wants to be a housewife? It’s more like she wants to be a pampered wife who doesn’t have to do anything at all except read or watch movies, go running (her new hobby), and take tea with friends. 

I understand her frustration at dad spending more time with friends and basically ignoring the rest of us when he’s home –not too loving an experience for little children as they grow up either, I have to say—but maybe he’d want to be home more often if she did something other than complain all the time (I kinda get where he’s coming from as I spent most of my teen years trying to escape the house), but I think the bigger issue is she’s jealous of how many friends he has when she has so few. 

As always happens, the argument goes right back to what has been wrong since the beginning of their relationship over thirty years ago. (Which is something that ALWAYS angers me, because I think fights should be about the issue at hand, and NOT about everything you have ever done wrong in your entire life including things that have already been resolved many times over... or so you thought). Basically mom said that if dad wanted to be a single man he should have stayed that way and left her out of it, and I have to say it didn’t feel great to know she regretting my even being born, because if they hadn’t married I wouldn’t exist. 

Dad took off outside to shovel the driveway (not because he wanted to do the work, but because it would allow him to leave the house but not leave the premises thus causing her to be even angrier upon his return), and so mum started in on me... which I knew was coming as this happens every single time. To keep things short, I shall sum up her disgruntlement with me: I’m a horrible daughter. Some things were old issues, some were things I cannot comprehend her anger about (ie. my "not telling her things" that I told her so often as a reminder that she told me to stop, then she forgot about), and to top it all off she also lit into me about some things that were her decision. She likes to put the blame on everyone but herself; she throws fits until we do things her way, then throws more fits when she doesn’t want it that way any more. 

I have now managed to escape to my room with the hopes of getting the edits for this manuscript finished. My freelance work is one of the many things that mum first encouraged me into, but now hates because it takes up time I could be using to do housework or being screamed at by her.  It is like she is so dissatisfied with her life that she needs to make everyone else miserable, too. I cannot quite figure out if making people miserable is something that makes her happy, or if her misery is because she doesn't know how to fix her life. Personally, I think a divorce or scheduling time with dad as well as actually trying to make new friends might help, but suggesting that even when she's in a good mood just sets her off. Yes, I was stupid enough to try back when I was a teen. Now that I have ranted out my frustration, perhaps I can actually concentrate on my job.

SUMR

Due to my being ill I had missed both auditions for "The King and I", but the director said I could do my audition at the call backs. I planned to go early but dinner wasn't done on time, so I just barely made it and even then the director was already talking. While I filled out the information form, some of the Kings and Annas were learning the polka, then before the call-back auditioners started doing readings they had me sing. I sang: "I could have danced all night" from My Fair Lady... and blew it.

I did not do well at all, I was so nervous I could hear my voice shaking and my projection kinda sucked, plus the five second lesson for a dance routine I couldn't quite pull off. I am fairly certain that had I done better I would have been asked to stay with the others, because I wasn't I don't have high hopes for getting a part. Oftentimes the chorus is cast from the people who were given a call back but not given the lead. I wasn't even sure I wanted to be in the play at all as my freelance editing is picking up and I also wanted to get more into acquisitions, but now that I've auditioned I really do want to be a part of it. 

Speaking of my editing work, I have a twitter account that I had to start in college --it was actually part of the curriculum!-- that has not been used to its advantage since shortly after graduation. With all the social media I have to do for my day job, I've been learning a lot about best practices and ways to make tweeting convenient to the busy life. I don't have wifi on my phone, so it isn't like I can just type on the go... 

At work I had to create a monthly schedule of five tweets per day for two companies, it is a lot of tweeting and it is a responsibility the gallery admin and I split so we had to be "on the same page" so to speak. I decided I shall do the same for my twitter, giving themes at certain times per day that are related to literature --be it books, covers, movie adaptions, editing tips, etc. I'm having a little trouble thinking up said themes, but here is what I've got thus far: 

- A link to my latest book review blog post
- News and Views (the latest book news and polls)
- Today's Reads (what i'm reading that day/week)
- Word of the Week (a word and definition)
- Monday's Motivation (an uplifting pic/phrase)
- Famous Phrases (author quote or line from book)
- Tuesdays's Tune (just a youtube video of a song that's from an author soundtrack)
- Crafty Corner (crafts that utilize books in some way)
- Did You Know? (random fact about a book or author or pub company)
- Spotlight On... (focus on a book or author with link to website)
- Reminder/Tip (writing suggestions, online author chats, etc)
- Cover Love (pic of an awesome cover)
- Today's Trailer (book trailer video)
- Story Starter (give a line or object to use in writing)
- Friday's Finds (random thing of interest)
- Photo Fun (random picture I liked that day)

But I need at least half-a-dozen more themes that I can work with, so if y'all have any ideas that I hadn't thought of please tell me! While I prefer book/editing related themes, I'd be willing to consider others that are of interest and new information can be found weekly in regards to it. What do you think, would you be interested in any of these or other tweets? 

And to assist with my being more "professional" in regards to my online presence, my cousin is going to make me a logo and business card design. She is in a comm tech class and needs to create a portfolio for when she applies to colleges, so we thought this would be helpful for both of us if she made them. I gave her some pictures that had aspects of them that I liked and wanted to incorporate into the designs I drew. My drawing skills are slim to none so I had to explain what things actually were in my drawing *rolls eyes*

SUMR

I went home early on Friday due to a migraine --which I had been trying to fight off for three days-- but it was (mostly) gone by Sunday. I had planned to go into work Monday and couldn't because, in the wee hours of the morning, I woke up in the middle of the night to be ill. After that bout, I was fine most of Monday until late afternoon when I was sick again. Fine all night and semi-okay this morning, then started feel illish and crazy itchy. I am now pretty much covered in a rash, my tongue has been swollen for a couple days (though that may be in protest to too many cinnamon heart candies), and still feeling nauseated. I'm not sure if the rash is due to my illness or an allergy, but I haven't eaten or used anything different than usual. I took my temp and I'm only at 99F (though normal for me is 96.8), which doesn't seem like a rash inducing temperature. Needless to say, no work for me today. 

On Saturday night I had the weirdest dream. Me and the girls went to Ireland (its been on my mind a lot lately), but it was at the end of our trip and we went to England to catch our flight home. It turns out our airport was delaying our flight for three days (can't recall why), so we decided to go to Scotland for a day. We found an open-air market and went to a stall looking for my family plaid, the guy at the booth called out "Wallace" and all the market sellers did this little sing-song until one guy stood on his booth, waved his arms, and did a little show. We were sent to his booth for the items we wanted. I was negotiating a price for a stuffed dog, when I realized my friends were not with me; I turned and was grabbed myself. The four of us were searched, then thrown into a castle dungeon. I was the only one who still had my cell phone because it had been tucked inside my bra --I thought it would be less likely to get stolen by pickpockets-- but there was no service. I yanked our only chair to the window, stuck my arm out it as far as I could, and dialed 999 for help... then I woke up.  

Sunday I was working on my freelance editing, and thought to put on my first pair of glasses. Normally this might be stupid, but they are only for my astigmatism and have glare protection thus not affecting my whatever-sightedness. I have been doing this off and on for years whenever I have to be on my computer for long periods of time without problem. This time, however, I found my vision to be more blurry wearing them than without them! It got me curious and I googled astigmatism to find out more about it (having forgotten everything I learned years ago about it), and started wondering if there was a story in it. Perhaps an alien invasion that people only with astigmatism can see due to their wonky refracting ability. I can see it now... a group of teens banded together and mad as all get out about having to drag around some half-blind boy whose glasses were broken. He then freaks out and takes a swing at one kid with a huge stick (or similar depending on location) and connects with what is seemingly air. But the stick obviously hits something due to a lack of momentum and a shrill shrieking noise, allowing others to realize that he's the only one of them who can see whatever had been attacking earth. Half-blind boy is no longer an expendable nuisance, but their only chance of survival.   

SUMR

I'm ill. I'll actually write a post when my head stops pounding. At the rate things are going, that'll be in a week or so. I'd normally say "Can I die now?", especially when I'm fighting a migraine, but I can't die until after I've been to Ireland. I'm only on the frikkin computer because my friggen freelance job bumped up a due date that was already pretty difficult to deal with. Maybe I should instead ask if I can kill them instead of dying myself? Not that I can do such when I'm feeling so flipping ill. 

Update: I just realized I had a present post for today. Go figure. I updated my weekly resolution fulfillment to be accurate for the end of the week, rather than when I wrote it early in the week. 

SUMR

1. Get healthier by losing 15lbs via 30 min walk/wk, 30 min rebounder/wk, 15 situps + pushups per day
Pounds: 132
Walking: 80 min
Trampoline: 0 min
Situps: 15
Pushups: 15

I also did what was called "superman" on mum's exercise video. I was attempting to get in her way, joking around, but actually did some of the moves. I also took a heck of a lot of stairs this week, running up and down them rather than just calling coworkers. I do about ten flights per day... that has to count for something.

2. Brush and floss teeth before going to bed every night
Still trying. 

3. Do something social/go on dates twice a month
I went to Bible Study on Monday, but didn't have time for anything else as I was called into work all week and then was illish the past few days. 

4. Work on editing assignments or WiPs for a minimum of two hours per week
I probably did about an hour or so on the second edits and some pre-formatting then formatting of a ms this week. Then started the next ms, and fit in about seven or so hours of it.  

5. Save and plan for UK dream vacation
I got more wonderful tips for travelling, and updated my budget. 

SUMR

1. Get healthier by losing 15lbs via 30 min walk/wk, 30 min rebounder/wk, 15 situps + pushups per day.
Pounds: 132
Walking: 80 min
Trampoline: 0 min
Situps: 0
Pushups: 0

Every time I went to exercise something would come up: My parents would ask me to do something, I got called into work, my due dates for freelance editing got moved up, etc. Admittedly I could have exercised today, but I think spending six hours cleaning my room counts cuz my back is killing me!

2. Brush and floss teeth before going to bed every night
I blame Big Bang Theory for my lack of night-time brushing... This is because I would fall asleep on my couch watching the various seasons of the show and often woke up there in the morning, rather than crawling into my bed sometime around 3am. 

3. Do something social/go on dates twice a month
I went to do coffee with E on Tuesday, but the rest of the week I just worked. I was supposed to do something today, but wasn't feeling up to being social. 

4. Work on editing assignments or WiPs for a minimum of two hours per week
I probably did about an hour on the second edits and some pre-formatting of a ms this week.

5. Save and plan for UK dream vacation
I emailed another xangian asking about tips and travel suggestions. Thanks, btw!!!

SUMR 

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