Okay so I’ve got all my old posts moved over now. Whew! I feel like I’m grown again. Big props to Broom for helping me do this. I am mega excited over getting started at this new site. Now we can comment and exchange notes with ease. It’s great because people should help each other. There’s nothing to gain from hording all the good stuff for yourself.
If you’re new to the Matrimony&Mayhem blog then, Akwabaa! That means welcome. I apologize for the older posts that reference pictures. I’ll be adding some new ones here soon. All others are at my old windows live site. View them while you can because I don’t know how long I’ll let it stand. I need all search engines pointing here. Pretty sure folks need to be able to find the site in order to receive the message. So…gotta go, gotta go.
On a different note, this selfishness thing seems to be coming with ease. Here I am blogging after a heck of a time with my kids. It’s always like that when I’m on my own for the night. E, had school. I felt I had earned a break, so I left the dishes in the sink and came straight into my lab. Put on my wizard coat (ie. slanket) and let the words flow. ‘Course, I feel sort-a bad because my poor tired husband is home now and doing the dishes (which I planned to wash after the business at hand). Since I always do the right thing first, well wait… that’s a lie. If it’s laundry to be folded, I certainly skip it until the girls are fresh out of panties. I’ve even been known to call downstairs for Eric to bring up a couple from the clean, yet unfolded basket, before I finish bathtime. There are 6 clean loads in the basement right now, and where am I? Ok, maybe that just makes me slack. My point is, if he has energy to do the kitchen, great. I sure don’t, but I would have gotten to it by tomorrow morning, easy.
No, I’m not advocating being a complete slacker. And yes, I do have an automatic dishwasher. There are just so many of the kids’ plastic things that produce a film and possibly toxins, we’ve found handwashing to be better. Indeed, I’ve escaped to write but I have not escaped my guilty thoughts. Give me some time. Filthy house or no, I must continue.
A schedule seems like the only plausible answer here, although I could only partially keep to it. I certainly wouldn’t turn down any tips on taking care of self while managing the family. Sometimes I do well at it, but if I don’t get to write I am very frustrated. The great challenge is working it around three little ones who want , need, no — outright DEMAND attention.
To become a better writer you should read more; which I struggle to do. I had to force myself to read until after I graduated college. Now I love it, but don’t do a good job of making time for it. That aside, you absolutely must keep writing. That’s why I started blogging. But first I enrolled in an online class. I have one last assignment to complete before I’m done. I learned tons from the class and this year I’m taking a writing workshop with Highlights. I’ve already had two pieces rejected by them; one with a sweet note to “keep writing.” So I feel like they know me personally now and wouldn’t mind if I show up on their doorstep begging, read paying, to be taught. I’m not at all afraid to ask for help. So how many of us out there want to write? Paint? Knit? Take pictures? What’s your true passion?