It's not about me

A Bunch of Blog...

What a bunch of blog....

That's how I feel today. My writing goals for the week run through my head as I answer business calls, make the bed and pour myself a cup of coffee. One call turns into two, then four, then eight. My mind sends me another reminder to write.

One more person hands me something that is needed right away. Please help? Ok, ok. I pick up the paper and start working on another problem that needs solved today. Another reminder of writing flashes in my mind's eye.

Another phone call, another problem to take care of. I got it! I got it! The day speeds by like a blur. Ooops! I missed my photography class. Maybe I can still get my one photo in today. I try but it doest work out very well. That was a waste of time.

Another fleeting reminder of writing flashes like a bolt in my head. What time is it? Oh goodness it's dinner time! "I'm not cooking tonight!" I yell, but no one listens. I order pizza. There goes my diet.

"Please sit and watch a movie with me honey. I haven't seen you all day." My husband gives me that poor puppy dog, feel sorry for me, look.

"Ok, fine." I give in and sit down with him. Two hours later, as the movie ends, he gets up. "I'm going to bed." And that's it.

It's 11:52. The house is dark and silence fills every corner. He's asleep. I'm still up while piles of guilt scream at me because I haven't written anything today, or yesterday, or the day before. What day is it? Wednesday. Maybe I will have some more time tomorrow. Maybe.

I'm tired. No, I'm exhausted. It's time to go to bed.