I do the front end managing of a small web design/IT start-up that four of us are partners in. So it feels like I'm on the go, all the time.  When things are going well, we're busy. When they don't, I worry.  I'd like to spend more time on myself, being more healthy in my habits, but I never spend the time to do it.  I seem perfectly capable of spending time and energy on anything else, but not me. 

Eight years ago my husband died. After several years I started dating a friend, but that's ended. Now we're not dating, but still living together. And I'm trying to figure out how to move on.

I'm trying to get my feet back under me. I'm working on a novel, have three others done, I think, and just need to figure out the whole submission process.