
I work all day a 9 to 5, come home to either cook dinner; sometimes dinner will be waiting for me. I have to finish some editing issues on my second book. Which has taken more time than I ever imagined it would. All because I want it a certain way. Then I have to return all the missed calls, messages and texts I can't accept during work hours. By the time I end up finishing things in my home I've lost my focus, strength and time to write an article or anything else. It's past 11pm, my husband wants attention as does my spoiled chihuahua who wants to play fetch at odd hours.
I am barely sleeping 6 hours all to wake up and start all over the next day. FOR THIS I AM GRATEFUL to do. Even when I lose my focus on the important things in life. I always remember to give thanks for waking up each and every day to continue to do so.
I am not complaining about my life, my time, my choices. I simply had to vent to regain where, what, when how I've lost focus of what's meaningful to me. My sanity, health and my writing.
So, with all this said, ranting and raving. I'm done. I know now what I need to do and shall go about what makes me be the best of me. It's no wonder he calls me Mr. Rip Van Winkle. lol
Goodnight all.
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