Work is trying to kill me

But I knew it was coming

This week we had our sales conference. That involves a lot of sitting, eating, listening, eating, discussing, more eating, and then a whole heap of work at the end. Maybe some more eating. It also meant that no writing was done, though lots of late nights, early mornings and ‘why did I eat so much cheese’ hangovers were had.

So now it’s time to pick up and keep writing. But thanks to all the sitting, I’m struggling to want to stay at this computer. The answer? Gardening of course! Going to play around in my newly-constructed no-dig garden, get some seeds growing, and then come back here, sit some more, and hopefully churn out a short story before novel-addiction bites again.