I should know better than to give myself some time off. I'm waiting on a revision letter from my editor and am officially in between contracts for the time being. So I figured, hey, I deserve a little break. The problem is I don't do relaxation well. Procrastination? I'm a champ. But I can't goof off without the guilt involved for some reason. Call it a hangover form my Catholic upbringing. Call it neuroticism (is it a coincidence that word sounds so similar to "eroticism"?) I don't care...