RENOVATION: 1 …. DBR: 0
Okay, well, remember that renovation I had starting on my house a couple weeks ago? Well, turns out my brain might have thought it would be fine to live in a reno zone, but the rest of my body had other plans. First, I couldn’t sleep, then I couldn’t eat, and finally I couldn’t breathe. Too much noise, too much dirt (Fuck that plastic! It was useless!) And too many people going in and out of my house a hundred times a day. The ER doc wanted to put me in the hospital (for some reason, it bothered her that I couldn’t breathe – weird!) Fortunately, my own doctor showed up and, knowing what a introvert I am, agreed with me that a hospital would only make things worse, not better. So, armed with prescriptions, I am now living in a very nice Airbnb for the duration of the reno. It’s close enough that I can drop in to meet with my contractor and pick up anything I need, but without the stress and anxiety of listening to the home my wonderful husband and I shared and lived so much of our lives in being torn apart. I’ve also taken his study off the reno list. Someday, I’ll be able to deal with going through his papers and books, but . . . not yet. I cleaned out his closet and his dresser. That’s all my heart can handle right now.
So … what does this mean for my writing? Well, I lost a few days while I lay curled up in the fetal position trying to breathe. But I’m back to work now, and GABRIEL is back on track. I’m so loving this story. I can hardly wait to share it with all of you. But, because I lost those few days, and because my doc wants me to keep breathing, I’m cancelling my trip to Denver for RWA this year. I’m going to stay home and finish GABRIEL instead.
I want to thank all of my readers who messaged and emailed, asking if I was okay, since I was pretty much off-line for so long. It’s a wonderful thing to have so many of you care.
I’ll be back next week with more news and anything I might have missed.