Today I was excited. I got up at 7 a.m. and started the coffee pot and turned on the news. I made breakfast for me and B. He left for work, and I sat on the couch to make a list of things I wanted to accomplish today.
And then I got sucked into an evil vortex of housework.
After all, I was feeling ambitious! Why not do all the laundry and clean the bathroom in the master bedroom (the shower was in detestable shape) and do the grocery shopping and pick up prescriptions, and, oh yeah, a couple things for the office so I can accomplish what I actually set out to do, which is write.
The problem with this plan was that, aside from this blog post, I neglected my writing today. I'm still trying to figure out what my schedule is going to look like; when I'm going to do housewife stuff and when I'm going to write.
One good thing about today is that I learned not to allow chores and errands to distract me. I also learned that if I need to leave the house for any reason, I should do it before 2 p.m. Otherwise the city becomes a clusterjam of elderly people and high school students. I also learned that housewifey stuff is hard and tiring. I could seriously focus all of my energy on being a housewife all day, every day, and my work would never be done. These women who are housewives and mothers at the same time are simply miracle workers, I tell you.
What I did do today was purchase a white board, dry erase markers, and a cork board. I plan to start outlining tomorrow. I'd start today but I need to leave the house soon for a yoga class (ah, the life of a lady of leisure...) and then I'm making dinner (Me! Dinner! And it's not Taco Bell!).
I'll get my groove back tomorrow...