At the moment there is a constant running background process in my head that's screaming, "For the love of cats would you all please just SHUT UP FOR JUST FIVE MINUTES." If I inadvertently express that or something similar to it in my outside voice, please accept my apologies in advance. It's not you, it's you and also everyone else.

Weight-off-my-back milestones coming up:

Today: Resigning from the CD*NY board. I just... I can't. I realized how much I was looking forward to the end of my term and decided there was no point to waiting that long; it certainly wasn't fair to the board to have a position but not occupy it. There is too much other stuff on my plate. Maybe someday, but not right now.

Feb. 23: twenty-four happens. Did I even post about this? Maybe not! I'm joining a group of amazing brilliant crazy people in putting a magazine together in 24 hours from start to finish. You can read more about this here (and fund our Kickstarter if you feel so moved--we need less than $400 to make our goal!). I agreed to do it mostly because it required no advance planning and also because I'm just a sucker for things like this. But how nice is it to know that on February 22 I won't be frantically prepping and on February 24 I'll already be done? Really nice. Really really nice.

Feb. 24-26: The contractors come back to our apartment and finish doing all the things they should have done before we moved in, and we finally get to paint. Also we get a NEW STOVE. Also, I hope, we visit a lumberyard and get wood cut to replace the backs of our bookcases, many of which fell apart or mysteriously vanished in the move. After this we will be able to really start turning the house into a home.

Sometime fairly soon I hope: being sufficiently diligent with ice and Celebrex and rest (ha ha ha) and eventually with stretches and exercises that my inflamed bicep tendons get better and stay better. Yes, this is different from the forearm tendinitis (which is fortuitously quiet at the moment) and can be traced directly to my marathon couch-sitting novel-editing session of a couple of months ago. And of course typing aggravates it. Typing aggravates everything.

Mid-March: Readercon program sign-up begins. This is a precious oasis of time between "ack ack ack get the program item descriptions ready" and "ack ack ack put the schedule together".

April 14: CD*NY's Playford Ball happens. I'm running it this year, which is the problem with agreeing to do something a year and a half before it happens: you never know what circumstances will change in the meantime. The major change I'm dealing with is that the person who was supposed to be my right-hand woman fell very ill recently; she's doing better now, which is wonderful, but she won't be able to do much, if anything, to help, so I am scrambling. Fortunately many lovely people are being very supportive and encouraging me to delegate delegate delegate. Unfortunately I'm short on people I know I can trust to take things on. So... yeah. Anyway, one way or another, it will happen and be pretty great and I'm really not too worried about that; it's just a lot of work.

May sometime: We have a housewarming party, which means that by then we will have our house in good enough shape for a housewarming party. At least that's the plan.

June sometime: We finish this year's round of upgrades on the Readercon scheduling software. Xtina and Danielle have been total rock stars for taking this project on, and they're being as autonomous as they possibly can given that neither of them has been to Readercon or used the software before, but there are still many hours of "oh, that's not what this feature request means at all--it actually means this completely other thing, sorry that wasn't clear" in my future.

July 12-15: Readercon happens. I fall more in love with this convention every year. I've just officially volunteered to be program chair again next year (pending concom approval). Right now I'm collating proposals that are making me squeal and jump up and down in excitement. But gods above and below, it is a lot of work, and I will be really glad to take a break for that sweet precious month of August before we start the ball rolling again for 2013.

October: We put together the PW year's best books list. Yes, I'm already thinking about this, because I need to start reading candidates now if I'm going to have a hope of choosing the best from among them. Woe is me, needing to read 80 amazing books... but the problem is finding 80 books' worth of reading time between now and October, since at the moment I'm only managing to read two or three books a month. I might need to steal coalescent's notion of a "reading holiday" and go somewhere picturesque for a week with a suitcase full of books.

My primary goal, beyond getting all these things done, is to not see these milestones as creating gaps in my schedule that I could fill by volunteering for more things. Go ahead, laugh.


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