So, today is apparently my day to bitch. I am feeling a little sorry for myself, and concurrently finding ways to procrastinate. It is more than half way through the month of November, and you may be thinking that I would be stressing about the upcoming holiday, but that's not it. This is National Novel Writing Month, and I have challenged myself to complete a novel in one month just like thousands of people around the world. At this point I am way behind.
I started off the challenge behind, as I didn't actually start writing until the 9th of the month. Why, you might ask? Well, I finally found the time and freedom to put my thoughts into some semblance of order on the 9th, because my husband was on vacation, without me. He was on his dream vacation, a weeklong trip to Phoenix, Arizona for the Nascar races. You can probably imagine this isn't my thing, so I was more than happy to let him drive off into the sunset with his brother. Surprisingly, his being gone also gave me the time and space I needed to start putting words on the page. By the end of the week, though, I was feeling exhausted. Being the sole provider of child care for the week, especially since my daughter is teething, and wakes up throughout the night, made he crave my husband's presence once more. I think I thought that if he were home I would be able to step away from the childcare duties a bit and focus on writing.
Alas, I was so wrong. Not only does my daughter want mommy's attention all the time, but apparently my husband does too! God forbid, right? I know I should count myself lucky that my husband still craves my company and affection, but seriously, sometimes a woman just needs some time just for herself, especially when she has a writing goal to achieve! So, rather than pitching a fit and throwing a tantrum, which is what I really really really want to do, I asked my husband to let me take some time this coming weekend to leave the house and find a quiet place to write. Guess what? Hubby agreed. So, now rather than complaining and feeling sorry for myself, I guess I have to face facts and realize my Hubby is one in a million!
Still, though, I wonder why it is that I can't find any solitary space within the walls of my own home any more. I lament this loss, as I used to find it very peaceful and relaxing in my own home, and now I feel as though I have to leave home to find that same peace and relaxation. I am so looking forward to rediscovering those peaceful moments at home. Anyone out there have any suggestions for taking back your peace at home?
I started off the challenge behind, as I didn't actually start writing until the 9th of the month. Why, you might ask? Well, I finally found the time and freedom to put my thoughts into some semblance of order on the 9th, because my husband was on vacation, without me. He was on his dream vacation, a weeklong trip to Phoenix, Arizona for the Nascar races. You can probably imagine this isn't my thing, so I was more than happy to let him drive off into the sunset with his brother. Surprisingly, his being gone also gave me the time and space I needed to start putting words on the page. By the end of the week, though, I was feeling exhausted. Being the sole provider of child care for the week, especially since my daughter is teething, and wakes up throughout the night, made he crave my husband's presence once more. I think I thought that if he were home I would be able to step away from the childcare duties a bit and focus on writing.
Alas, I was so wrong. Not only does my daughter want mommy's attention all the time, but apparently my husband does too! God forbid, right? I know I should count myself lucky that my husband still craves my company and affection, but seriously, sometimes a woman just needs some time just for herself, especially when she has a writing goal to achieve! So, rather than pitching a fit and throwing a tantrum, which is what I really really really want to do, I asked my husband to let me take some time this coming weekend to leave the house and find a quiet place to write. Guess what? Hubby agreed. So, now rather than complaining and feeling sorry for myself, I guess I have to face facts and realize my Hubby is one in a million!
Still, though, I wonder why it is that I can't find any solitary space within the walls of my own home any more. I lament this loss, as I used to find it very peaceful and relaxing in my own home, and now I feel as though I have to leave home to find that same peace and relaxation. I am so looking forward to rediscovering those peaceful moments at home. Anyone out there have any suggestions for taking back your peace at home?
Wish I had the answer...I think we all (stay-at-home moms) feel the way that you are feeling. Let me know if you get any good tips...I could sure use them, too.
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