Into the abyss

OK, so maybe “abyss” is a little melodramatic … but we’re coming to the time of year when I start working on the annual Oklahoma Route 66 Association Trip Guide. It’s the biggest project I do all year, and if this one is anything like the last three, it will eat basically every spare minute I have between now and April 25.

This year, my goal is to make sure I don’t lose sight of my priorities while I’m submerged in this project. I want to get the work done, but I want to do it right. In previous years, I’ve neglected myself physically, mentally, and spiritually — and it’s shown, particularly in the way I’ve dealt with the inevitable hassles and technical glitches that come when you’re trying to take several hundred computer files from several hundred different people (many of whom don’t understand how publishing works and thus have no way of knowing when they are requesting something impossible or unreasonably time-consuming) and turn them into a usable end product.

The stress can be maddening, and I’ve had a bad habit of falling into unhealthy and decidedly un-Christian patterns of thinking at times during these projects.

I don’t want to spend the next three months surrounded by Taco Bell wrappers and empty Starbucks cups, looking at the clock and realizing that it’s 4 a.m., I haven’t slept yet, I haven’t read the Lesson, I haven’t left my chair in hours, and I’m overwhelmed with exhaustion and frustration. I’ve done that too many times, and I’m not willing to do it again.

All of which is to say: I may be scarce for a couple of days while I figure out a workable schedule for the coming weeks, and during this very busy time, I may blog a little less than usual. Bear with me; I’ll be back to normal as soon as possible.

Emily