This can’t be too long, because it’s an article about not having time to write. And if I don’t have time to write, how can I spend time writing about it? So I just want to say that I am frustrated that I don’t have time to publish all the ideas swimming around in my head. I grieve for the lost, half-written articles that aren’t relevant anymore and never saw the light of day.
I tell my ideas to wait just a little longer and I will work on introducing them to the world. They sulk in the corner of my brain, knowing I will likely forget about them or wait too long and render them obsolete. But some of them still hold out hope. They know that I am just dying to share them and that I absolutely must find a way to get them out there. Not being able to be creative when I want to be can make me cranky. As much as I hate cold weather, I’m starting to look forward to winter because I will have more time to do creative things, not just with writing, but with crafts, baking, and reading real books.
Here are the top 10 reasons for my lack of time:
10) I have a full-time job fifty minutes away from home.
9) I have a garden with many things that need to be harvested, cleaned and saved.
8) I have weeds taking over the landscaping.
7) We are getting a new roof soon and had to have about five different contractors come to our house to get estimates. Then we had to make decisions regarding the type, colors, etc. It was damaged by a wind storm back in the spring and we were fortunate enough to have insurance cover a new one. We are currently waiting on the backordered shingles, but once they come in, there will be people on our roof making all kinds of noise.
6) We are looking into getting an outbuilding, which also required several estimates and decisions. Once we figured out what we wanted, we still had to do many things to get a permit, including measuring our yard and finding our curtain drain (which Kevin found after digging many huge holes in the volleyball court that came with the house). Now we have to find a hidden drain tile three feet underground “somewhere in this general area.”
5) We have several house projects going that make the house look like a construction site. Don’t even get me started on all of those.
4) There is always housework. Always! Please make it stop! I told my husband we need a housekeeper who wants to work for free or really cheap (preferably a genteel old man, like a butler with a British accent, who likes to tell jokes at just the right time). Or maybe I need to hurry up and give birth to some full-grown teenagers so I can make them do chores (or not).
3) My laptop died several months ago and I have yet to get a new one, so I currently share a computer with my husband. After we stop working around the house, we both want to be on it, but since he is usually doing “important” things like comparison shopping and buying parts to fix things, my writing takes a back seat. Man, I really want my own computer. We are probably going to wait for the big sales after Thanksgiving, though.
2) I started taking a night class on social media for fun, but it means I don’t get home on Mondays until after 9:00. I only have one more class, though, so that will soon be a thing of the past.
1) The main reason I haven’t been writing as much lately is that when I feel like writing, I don’t have the time, but when I have the time, I don’t feel motivated, because I’m usually tired when I get home and just want to eat, watch TV, and relax.
I know I’ve promised to publish various things to several people (i.e. a fried pumpkin blossom recipe, an eggplant parmesan recipe, my latest garden update, a slideshow of my fall decorations, my favorite pictures from the fairs I went to over the summer, and the list goes on and on). I haven’t forgotten about you. Unfortunately, the season for pumpkin blossoms is over and now I don’t know whether to publish the recipe now or wait until next year. This is the case with many articles that aren’t exactly relevant anymore. If I get time, though, I have many good ideas ready to go. I wish I could just ignore everything for a couple of days and just work on getting some stuff published, but this just does not happen.
So to all of my loyal readers who are so supportive and ask me to write more, please be patient and know that every article I manage to squeak out was a labor of love (not as difficult as giving birth to teenagers, but pretty darn close).
P.S. If anyone has any spare time sitting around, could you put it in an envelope and send it to me? Thanks!