I woke one day last this past week, and did not want to garden, can, or clean. I dedicated the day to my writing. And that's exactly what I did. Or maybe "tried" to do.
I had to go to the barn to get my breakfast - no eggs in the house. After I walked into my room to tidy it later, I got caught up in striping the bed and doing 2 loads of laundry.
Then, while putting the laundry on the line, I saw that the flower pots needed watered. And before that, I skimmed a crock pot recipe book for something to toss in for dinner (which I did, and adapted it to whatever I had in the freezer from last season). However, when I did that, I pulled stuff out of the freezer to take a quick inventory.
And that's how it went. However, I did get rid of 3 magazines (to the recycling box), put two sweatshirts away for fall camping, and picked up other things in my room (where my writing desk is). Then I made a list of to-do's and put it on the computer for the kids.
Then, and only then, did I go into my room to actually write. I just got started on revising one article, when the kids started to appear in my room. One by one. Hmpf. I need an office on the roof. I need one way out in the back, in a cabin or camper.
"If I was canning at the stove, not one of you would have bothered me," I said in frustration.
"You should have shut your door and put your do not disturb sign on it," one said.
Like that would make a difference.
I did manage to do a revision, and started a second one. And that's when I realized I'm done with "motherhood" and "how-to" and non-fiction articles. At this point in my life, I have realized I am done with that type of writing.
Either way, despite interruptions, I give myself a high-five for putting in time for my writing - my life's passion since I was in elementary school.
Just for fun, I am starting to document my published writing over in the sidebar of this blog. One of these days, I'll get a book written (let me rephrase that, when I get my book written) and that will be the day I create my author blog. I have dug out my folder full of tear sheets. Now I'm ready for a shelf full of published novels.
Oh, and even though I "tried" to stay away from the everyday, mundane jobs and other work, it was an overall good day. My son took the girls swimming, so I had a bit of a break. However, one goat got loose, so after chasing her back in, and re-watering, I decided to put it all away for the day.
Hubby helped out too. He did an evening run, and now our hay is stocked up. This time it cost us $4.50/bale (it was $3.00/bale prior).
