escape yourself and gravity

In a lot of ways I feel like I've been in a several-months-long slump in productivity, life-wise. I've been managing to pay my bills mostly on time, but aside from that, very little has happened as far as accomplishing my personal life goals since NaNoWriMo in November.

Last week I started attacking the Room of Doom (the spare upstairs bedroom, aka our junk room) and have accomplished a LOT in terms of cleaning, sorting out books to sell, throwing away old papers and toys, filing financial information and book research, and pulling out clothes to donate.

Today I actually logged in to the USAJobs website and began updating my resume for the first time in a year and a half. My federal tax refund allowed me to start catching up on my student loan, which means I can start the FBI application process without feeling ashamed of myself (because one of the automatic disqualifiers is if you have defaulted on a Federally-insured loan, and while I wasn't in default, I was behind).

I also told astraea36 that I would have a brand new draft of Shaper, the first in my series of original urban fantasy novels, for her to read by the time we meet in Vegas this April. Y'all will note that April is not too far away. I've let her think I'm working away at that, when the truth is that I've only done a little bit of the work needed. At megburden's endorsement, I'm using Holly Lisle's One Pass Revision method, and I've completed Part One, which led me to discover a new subtheme to the novel that I'd barely hinted at, as well as made me realize I want to elaborate on the other subthemes a little. This weekend I am going to buckle down and get through at least the novel's Part One of the manuscript slog. No matter what.

Are there other things I want to accomplish? Well, I need to start brushing up on my Spanish. And I've really fallen off in submitting stories to magazines. Once I finish the novel revision, I need to start looking into representation for it. And the Room of Doom isn't clean yet. Not to mention while I was getting my foot worked on, I fell out of the Couch-to-5k program and will need to start that again in order to be able to pass the FBI's physical requirements.

All in all, I've got a ways to go. But at least I'm starting to recover the will to actually do it.