I'm also my own worst enemy, apparently.
Thursday night I packed up my manuscript, notes and note cards about the revisions. All in a nice handy box, so I could take it with me on my trip and not have it jumbled or on the way. So organized! I go to bed and sleep the sleep of the righteous, congratulating myself on being smart, organized and ahead of the game. (Yes, I failed to use the Oxford comma. BITE ME.)
Of course, I then proceeded to drive to Georgia the next day without putting the box in my vehicle. *repeated headdesk*
Before you ask, yes. The hubby could mail it to me, BUT this trip (even with my papa paying for the gas) is going to have us close enough to over-budget for the month that shipping a box that size overnight (or even two-day) is probably useless. It would get to me in time to drive back with it, anyway.
I am a very clever enemy -- always one step ahead of myself. Heh.
I probably have enough of my plan in my memory (the one in my head, not on the computer where the draft lives) to make some progress anyway. Also it may be better for me having forgotten my notes. You never know.
But still. *head smack*
Thursday night I packed up my manuscript, notes and note cards about the revisions. All in a nice handy box, so I could take it with me on my trip and not have it jumbled or on the way. So organized! I go to bed and sleep the sleep of the righteous, congratulating myself on being smart, organized and ahead of the game. (Yes, I failed to use the Oxford comma. BITE ME.)
Of course, I then proceeded to drive to Georgia the next day without putting the box in my vehicle. *repeated headdesk*
Before you ask, yes. The hubby could mail it to me, BUT this trip (even with my papa paying for the gas) is going to have us close enough to over-budget for the month that shipping a box that size overnight (or even two-day) is probably useless. It would get to me in time to drive back with it, anyway.
I am a very clever enemy -- always one step ahead of myself. Heh.
I probably have enough of my plan in my memory (the one in my head, not on the computer where the draft lives) to make some progress anyway. Also it may be better for me having forgotten my notes. You never know.
But still. *head smack*