Good morning!

[velvetpage]

Up, showered, dressed - and toddler-free for most of the day. I ended up with a grand total of about six and a half hours' worth of badly-interrupted sleep, and yet I feel better than I have all week.

Maybe the cup of tea and sweet, juicy nectarine have something to do with that.

Ah, well. Off to hit the novel while I've got the energy and the time!

Comments

[stress-kitten.livejournal.com]

Feeling your bliss. For the first day in months I got to sleep in today and have nothing I HAVE to get done. The apartment is clean, all my essays are done, and I am going to have a relaxing "all to myself" day.

Still not sure what I'm going to do. What will probably happen is that I will do some reading for school (which gets to stay relaxing because I don't HAVE to do it, and can put it down whenever I feel like it), watch a movie, work on my cross-stitch and generally avoid the day-star.

Enjoy your writing.

[velvetpage.livejournal.com]

My house is a mess, the clean laundry is mixing with the dirty laundry in my room, there are dishes to be done and floors to be swept and outgrown or out-of-season toddler clothes to sort and put away.

But I don't care. The writing is my ticket out of full-time teaching, and as such, it takes precedence.

[stress-kitten.livejournal.com]

Good for you!

See, me? I wouldn't be able to sit down and concentrate on writing if my place wasn't clean. It's a serious character flaw in me that I am unable to concentrate on what I need to do unless the place around me is tidy. At first, I thought it was merely a procrastination ruse (since it comes to the fore mostly when I'm writing essays... towards the end of term my house sparkles) but it's the same when I'm writing for me as well. My thoughts just don't flow well unless I have "clean" vibes around me and I tend not to be able to relax either. Prolly something to do with part of my mind sitting there and muttering "you really should be cleaning those dishes in the sink... and those papers should be put away... and... and...". For your sake, I'm glad you can ignore it. Wish I could.

[velvetpage.livejournal.com]

I wish I wasn't quite as good at ignoring it. My house is a true disaster area. But with the little girl home, I won't get any more writing done, so it's time to tackle the bedroom.