nap time: the bed i wish i were in right now

possibly the most relaxed i've ever been

Truth time: I'm phoning this one in. For the last few weeks I've been working on two stories at once, with a third starting this weekend. For the first, I was interviewing experts, drafting a sidebar, and sourcing dozens of products. The second, a local interiors story, involved an interview which I took care of with plenty of time. My product pitches for story one were due just ahead of when I had to turn in my copy for story two, so I prioritized the first story. 

So, there was more work involved, yada yada yada, finished the first part of story one, but started story two late. Plus I started this blog, and I'm trying hard to produce something interesting (and coherent) daily. Because I refuse to miss a deadline, I was up until 4am yesterday and up until 6am this morning finishing the article and trying to trim down the word count. 

I promise I'm not horrific at time management, but on top of these, I work from home while watching my 10-month old full time. My sweet smiley Sunshine who is generally delightful during the day, but requires pesky things like feeding, changing, and attention. Between her needs, dinner, and the extremely drawn out bedtime routines of an insomniac preschooler and the Hyde-baby that comes out at night (and twice in the middle of the night), I don't get much time to work or sleep. I welcome advice from anyone who's been there!

Sadly, I do my best work in the wee hours of the night and under deadline pressure. More sadly, last night was the first night in months (months!) that Sunshine actually slept through the night. From around 10p until 7a this morning. It was sad that I couldn't also enjoy some uninterrupted sleep, though it was good to have uninterrupted work. So no heavy machinery for me today, needless to say. If you would, cross your fingers for me tonight. 

This bedroom is in the Woodlands Cottage at deluxe Winvian Resort in CT. I've actually been lucky enough to stay in that cottage, in that very bed. It was for an overnight press trip and I was so relaxed that my husband thought I was drunk when I called him. Plus, the sunken tub, my lord. My dream would be to go back, but it's pricey!

image via winvian resort

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