I love book events. Well, my heart and soul do. My body hates them with a passion. My chronically in pain short ass loathes those damn chairs. My back and hips pay the price for the next five days or so. My body has a hangover that lasts nearly a week. I'm not sure how much longer I can do these events. I've already booked half a dozen of them for next year. We'll see how that goes. Toting everything around does a number on me.
I need a little chart I can put on the front of my table.
Has:
Anxiety
Chronic pain
Fibro
ADHD
Proceed with caution.
I feel bad because the expectation from readers is usually the author stands as they come by. Sometimes, I simply can't. Or I'll stand and lean against the top of my pushed-in chair. But, being mostly deaf in my left ear doesn't help communication, either.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE!
Have I mentioned I love readers? Like LOVE THEM??? There is nothing like engaging like-minded people, laughing, and having a wonderful conversation with them. I appreciate each and every person who stops by to say hi, grab a book, or simply make conversation.
You are my people! 🩷
Spent yesterday practically catatonic in my rocker recliner. Back and hips still pissed today.
But, right now I'm sitting like a shrimp at my desk and eyeballing all the things I need to do.
