So yesterday I hit the send button on my pitch and was vaguely disappointed when streamers didn’t erupt from my computer. Usually I’d wait until the last second in case some extra information pops up that I need to incorporate but this time I’m trying calm over totally panicked self-doubt. So I hit that button and off it went, paper bag please.
Today I have ice packs strapped to my face. I look great, if I do say so myself… kids scream at everything these days right???
I’ve just had my wisdom teeth out. I got lucky since my scheduled surgery is in September but someone cancelled so yay for me! If you can call having three lots of stitches in your mouth a “yay”… I’ll let you be the judge. I’m doing it the fun way—no pain killers—and so far so good. That’s possibly because it’s numb ;)
What I should really be doing is perfecting my manuscript etc for the pitch so I don’t get caught out but if you can’t act wounded for a day when you have chipmunk cheeks when can you?
Anyone participating in the 30K in 30 Days challenge is being productive enough to counter act my entry into blob world (come on in, we do a lot of sitting here, and… nothing).
I take my hat (or my ice pack) off to you!
I take my hat (or my ice pack) off to you!
