Sometimes, you just need a break. If all writers are like me, they don’t get a break very often. I have recently bitten off far more than I can chew. I’m proud to say I’m passing my Illustrator course with flying colours (93%), but at the expense of my poor muses. The course takes up far more time than I expected. My last assignment took nearly 2 weeks to complete, so every minute my laptop was cradled on my lap, I was drawing. So here is my masterpiece, which I got 100% on by the way!
On Monday this week, I found myself struggling to stay awake by 6:30 pm. No hockey, no ringette and my next assignment wasn’t due for two weeks. Yes, I had housework to do and as the Chief Referee for my local ringette association, I could have been working on the ref schedule, but my laptop stayed tucked quietly in its case while I stay tucked pleasantly under a woven Mexican blanket my sister-in-law gave me, pretending to watch TV. My son curled up in front of me and the only reason I got up was when our dog jumped on my chest because she had to pee and I wasn’t paying attention to her cold-nose flicks of my arm. The sandman called me somewhere around 8 pm and I went for a little frolic with him until my children had to go to bed. After they were placing calls to the Sandman themselves, I rejoined him for the night.
Sometimes I wish all of my evenings could be so laid back and easy. I needed the break. With a little extra sleep and a refreshed frame of mind, I have returned with a vengeance, trying to squeak 400 things into a sixteen hour day. That’s only 25 different tasks an hour – easy peasy! It’s a good thing I’ve got lots of energy, at least most of the time. My sci-fi novel had to take a backseat and it’s killing me, but the course will be over before Christmas and I have a few holidays coming. Instead of taking a break from my mind, I’ll just take a break from other tasks and get the darn book finished! I hope.
Have a great day!