Friday, January 14, 2011
The fact remains that I didn't expect the week to turn out the way it did. This was supposed to be my freedom week, with kiddo back into school and me able to focus on my writing without being summoned every two seconds. This wasn't supposed to be a week where I lose most of my mornings in the hospital waiting room. When I did make it home 'early', I was simply too beat to do anything really constructive. Plus don't forget that 'life' still calls - understand by that cleaning, cooking, family-looking duties. All these don't stop even if all you wanna do is bail out and just go hide inside a hotel suite with room service and housekeeping.
So I did my mandatory tasks/duties this week, clocked in about an hour of exercise in all (over the course of seven days. Ha!). I sleep and it seems I haven't slept a wink when I wake up. I nod off every time I 'let go' when I sit down. So not conducive to writing...
But! Big 'but' here... I've put at least 2,500 words down, and that's not nothing, especially given the awful week from hell.
I'm glad it's Friday and the weekend is just behind the door. Though, lol, knowing my crazy life, I shouldn't expect any rest...
Hope you all have a happy weekend.
From Mauritius with love,