Just when you think things are going to get a bit more normal, life throws something at you. It is rarely big things but when your life is chaos as mine is, it makes a world of difference.
For one, I am adjusting to the wellbutrin I am now on to help me focus. It is not doing that yet and quite the opposite. I was mentally absent at the day job yesterday. I have a LOT of writing to do and by all accounts, I should be doing that now. However, right after the mother in law was improving the husband got a terrible cold. What that means is that I don’t have the backup for the kiddo and while she is twelve, she is also very active. So, I an taking her here and there and kind of being present at home. Last night, I took her to see the in laws and it was nice. I came home intending to write but I fell asleep for far too long. I am sleeping anywhere but the room that he is in since colds are rough that way. I come downstairs and sleep on my own when I have one just to be considerate and I told him to sleep as much as he wants. The kid often joins me in said room or I go up to hers. Yes, we’re close.
I woke up later than planned and feeling a little foggy. I figured I’d write here and chill out until her soccer game later and then a family birthday party for my mom’s 80th. There will come a time when I can just sit and write without interruption or distraction and I will get that done, as I always do under extreme pressure. I love writing more than almost anything but one of the best parts is giving myself fully to it, not coming in and out to answer questions and such.