Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Writing, How I Miss Thee...
Moving and preparing for our new home has consumed my life. We've painted, cleaned carpets, done minor renovation work, and even raked leaves (ok, ok, I haven't raked leaves, but my daughter and hubby have) at the new place. We've also managed to move some stuff out of the apartment and into the house. There are curtains to buy, paint colors to pick out (we just have the living room left to paint), and decorating decisions to be made.
In the midst of all this, I'm trying to keep up with my exercise, especially since my eating habits have fallen a bit by the wayside. Convenience meals are really the order of the day since we're so busy shuffling between the apartment and the house.
When I get home at night, I don't have much brain energy left. All I manage to do is surf the 'Net for curtain deals (I am really getting tired of curtains!) or watch a movie. This week's family favorite has been The Pink Panther Strikes Again. We have all the Pink Panther films and love them.
Unfortunately, I haven't been writing.
I'm ok with that for now. After all, in a few short weeks, I will have a brand new office to write in, one tailored to my very own specifications. It will be my haven, my den of creativity. Masterpieces will be produced from within its walls! (Cue dramatic music...)
Seriously, though, it will be absolutely lovely to have my own space. I haven't had that for a long, long time.
I can't wait.
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