The question posed this week is: If a typical day suddenly included and extra hour, what would we do with the time?
For the previous 20 years I would have had an easy answer:
When I had teenagers, a husband who worked at night and I and was working early bakery hours, I started getting very little sleep. Life changed but was ‘on-call’ at all hours for some years. Then I allowed myself to be put into a situation where I needed to be up late and then be up again very early.
I learned to run on very little sleep.
Now, those days are rare, but recent circumstances have made the going slower and I have been tired, so I may again say “sleep”.
But to be honest, I do have the freedom to rest most days, so I have to go with:
I have not put enough time in. I have several WIPs and many ideas/starts. I finished and submitted two stories, but not to enough publications.
I thought for sure during the last few weeks that I would get my act together, but one thing or another has stopped me. This week, I have a good excuse.
If I don’t get back to your comments right away, it is because my son and grandson are coming into town this evening for the weekend. I have not seen #2 Son since two days after Thanksgiving and the grandson since January 2nd. I speak to my sons nearly daily, to the grandson quite often, but, for those of you who know my family, it has been a rough transition for me.
This week, I could use the extra hour every day because cleaning has been slow going for me. The family will understand, though, if this isn’t like the Four Seasons…the hotel, not the group. If Frankie Valli wants to come and lend a hand, he is welcomed to do so! He’ll probably be here anyway, because I have the Oldies station on while I do a bit of house-preparation!