As some of you may know, since October, I've been helping Rick out at the office by answering phones/doing receptionist work. Though I am happy to help out--after all it is our family's business--I have not enjoyed myself after the novelty of getting to dress up in cute 'office' clothes and going to work has worn off. I will spare everyone further complaint because it's not been awful--rather it's just been not for me.
But an end is in sight. Pretty soon the children will be off from school for the summer. I won't be going back to the office in the Fall. And that will be good. I have a long list of things that I hope to be able to do and get done once summer begins. Mainly--
Slowing down.
Not dashing madly about trying to get x, y and z done and instead ending up accomplishing w and some of y. Having time to do things that I want to do---like work on my second novel!---and not feeling guilty about doing it because I haven't gotten things around the house finished. That first chapter is feeling mighty lonely and would love to be joined by a second. Soon.
The itch to write (and I don't count this blog; it feels more like 'talking' than writing) becomes overwhelming until it gets to a point where I walk around all day feeling like I forgot to do something. Like something has been left undone. Except I know what I 'forgot' and what hasn't been done.
I can play with the kids, clean the entire house, cook dinner, bake something, work out and talk to a friend all in one day and if I haven't managed to squeeze in writing I still feel like I've accomplished nothing. I wish I could be like some people and simply let everything go and get my writing in, but I can't. It's like my chore list is an extension of my mind's 'workspace' and I can't work in a cluttered workspace!
I think I'm rambling right now and I will save everyone from further mumbling. I hope you and yours have a perfect slowed down day!
