one month ~ 7/26/2010

Being a wife and mother is truly an awesome experience. But it can also be distracting. There are too many days when I can’t finish a complete thought (or project or rudimentary household task for that matter). And last week was no exception. Okay, so let’s do the math.

Summer Schedule + Family Home = Work Neglected

Now I know I’ve been very happy lately about the fun of the season but truth be told, the joy is now turning to frustration. We’re coming upon August and for us in the Midwest that means *gasp*:

ONE MONTH LEFT OF SUMMER!
ONE MONTH UNTIL SCHOOL STARTS!
ONE MONTH IN WHICH TO CRAM EVERYTHING WE SAID WE WERE GOING TO DO IN APRIL TO MAKE THIS “THE BEST SUMMER EVER”!!!!!

It means all of those things to me but even more, it means ONE MONTH TO EDIT MY BOOK. Truthfully, I feel a bit irked at myself. I personally wanted The Choice Not Taken to be running through the publishing process so I could have printed copy in hand (and on sale) by October 1st. And now I’m totally realizing that may not happen.

What to do…what to do…

Being upset won’t get the work done. Rushing through the process won’t create a quality product. And ignoring it won’t give me personal satisfaction or let me sleep at night.

Once again I seek that ever-elusive Balance…does anyone know where they sell it? *sigh*

Since I can’t go back in time and work diligently at the manuscript, I choose to look ahead and use these fleeting weeks to ease myself into work, prepare my son for his first days of Kindergarten, and embrace the sunny freedom only one month of summer could allow. Who knows…maybe it will still work out.

I’ll let you know in a month…

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