Take a look deep into that dark closet of yours and you will find you have one too. Somewhere in there I bet you do! Although my closets are so small and dark mine is sometimes hard to find.
What am I talking about? My secret little sin of course “I just want to write.“ I love to write and I don’t make much money at it either. I certainly couldn’t support myself with it. But that’s not the point of my writing. The point is I enjoy it. Writing is an outlet and I feel as though I missed something in my day when it doesn’t happen which seems to be more often than not these days.
Yes, I know. My kids are grown. The girls all live away and have families of their own to deal with. Andrew is away at college, and H is at work all day. I should have all the time in the world! But where is it? Where is my time going? It’s like I live on top of a sinkhole that is sucking away my days.
I do work at a paying job – at home – but it’s still work and I have deadlines to meet each week. Well, most weeks. I can make my own schedule and work at my own pace as long as I deliver on time.
Sometimes the work’s not there and I envision all I will get done in the following days. The sequel to ‘Crossing The Line’ would be finished and ready to insert into my template to publish. By-the-way, I’m thinking of changing the name of the sequel. Right now it is ‘What Line.’ I have another idea in my head and will be giving you more on that later. Stay tuned!
My inside doors will all be painted and hung back up and my desk-in-the-closet idea will take place and will be one you will be jealous of. I just betcha will! Then I will have my own little place to write. 😉 I’m shooting for this look.
H doesn’t help me much with these little projects I tend to cook up. He jumped at the supervisor job like a lion on his prey! Therefore, I leave as much of the clean-up work to him as I can get away with.
It took me five months to put the back splash up in my kitchen because I had to start and stop so many times. Maybe that is why I don’t cook very often. To be realistic my kitchen wasn’t torn apart or a mess for those five months. I just couldn’t find a block of time to do the grouting. I could have cooked more, but took advantage of the situation as most of you would too. Finally, last Sunday afternoon I did the grout work and finished it! Never again!
Anyway, the point of this story is I just want to write. H has decided he wants me to buy a new car. I don’t want to be paying on a car note for another four or five years. Ugg! I know. I should be overjoyed. “Yay! A new car!” My car’s fine and I love it. Not quite paid off yet either. He retires in about fourteen months and in my Dave Ramsey’s Way Plan all the notes would be paid off by then. No more car or truck note. No more credit cards. Only the essentials.
I was planning on cutting back on work. No more alterations, and less pillow work. Time to write all day if I desire. My time would be my own – and H’s because of course he will be around without work to go to. I have no idea how that is going to work out. Hmmm?
I probably shouldn’t worry. It took H ten years to buy a new truck one time. I kid you not. Maybe I should say, “No new car. No new notes. I just want to write.”
You did notice I didn’t use any exclamation marks up there so I wasn’t yelling. Just telling it like I want it and trying to stay calm.
My secret little sin may come out of that small dark closet sooner than planned. 😉