Sunday, September 20, 2009

Too Busy to Blog

Yes, it’s been a while since I’ve given my blog my undivided attention. That’s been the problem-- putting it on the back burner to attend to other things –like making a living. Excuses, excuses.
My kindergarten teaching stint lasted two weeks before a regular teacher was allowed to be hired.(It’s all about numbers.)Dealing with two ADHD pupils, an autistic child and an angry mother in denial did not start my school year out exactly as I’d planned, but then as a famous writer once wrote --“The best laid plans of mice and men …” Things are back on track now so it’s full steam ahead.
The fact that a water pipe sprung a leak UNDER the cement slab and ruined the carpet in a guest bedroom and the hallway did not help my attitude but then blessings do sometimes come in disguise. I’ve wanted to put down hardwood for a couple of years so this little mishap was the opportune time. No more carpet; bamboo flooring is the ‘wood of the day’. It’s great looking, harder than oak and better for the environment since it keeps growing right back. I just love running my little Swifter over the surface rather than lugging the vacuum from room to room.
With three book marketing venues scheduled, a new book to write, company coming from Alaska for two weeks and a trip to Maine to see our twins, it’s going to be a tight squeeze to be a faithful blogger, but ‘hey’, I’ll do my best. Just pray for me that we don’t have any more geysers!


  1. I hear your pain. My time stealer is reading and answering emails, and reading and posting on other people's blogs. I get up early in the morning, two, three o'clock, and of course there's all that email starring me in the face from yesterday, mostly Facebook stuff. I feel obligated to answer it, I don't want to slight anyone. By the time that's all done, the morning, my most productive writing time, is gone. I've tried to put it all aside, but there's that tinny emblem of an envelope starring brightly, beckoning to me. I put a post-it note over it, but that alert sign keeps popping up to inform me of yet another email arrival. So I give in. I take care of all the morning-time distractions, and when the house is quiet again and my screen isn't jumping up and down, I start my serious writing. It's not my plan, but it works.

  2. When it rains, it pours, doesn't it? But wood floors *are* excellent. We have one in our kitchen and dining room, and they're a breeze to clean - and very spiffy looking.