It's gray and overcast with the potential for lots of rain. The writer in me just wants to find a corner somewhere to write or read. I had a good reading session last night after Hubby, kiddo and myself came back home from visiting Grandma's House. I swear it is so good to go over there to feel how it's like to live in a house again. I hate apartment living: it is cramped, confined, no viable storage (a.k.a. not damp) and you basically are at the mercy of the other tenants on whether or not they want to be safe or not. I did mention that downstairs we have a neighbor who smokes, right? We occasionally smell it coming through our doorway (yuck! it is just nauseating!) that I constantly fear he'll have an "accident" and burn the whole place down. I know I voiced my fears about fall/winters in New England - every building is a tinderbox waiting to happen. So as the colder weather sets in, so does my paranoia.
It has begun, but I digress.
Kiddo was doing pretty darn good with not running away (which is public enemy #1 on our list) when we were at Grandma's house and he kept within eye and earshot. He had a good time with playing on the swings and helping rake up the leaves and stuff on the lawn. Acorns were everywhere and depending on his mood he'll either help pick them up or get easily bored. Later on today I'm going to try my hand at using the small handful of acorns to turn them into acorn meal (there's a whole process involved from cracking, rinsing and drying).
When we had gotten home, Hubby went upstairs to take an hour nap because work had called him in to pull a double shift and he was going to be going in with little to no sleep (he was going in for 11:30pm and was up since 8am in the morning). Kiddo was fast on his heels in the sleep department. I went in the kitchen to catch up on some dishes and when I came back into the living room I saw kiddo passed out on the couch. I looked at the clock, it was 8pm. Oh boy, I thought, he konked out early which means he'll be waking up sooner.
But, not wanting to turn on the computer for any reason other than finishing an article, I grabbed my book that I was reading (The Lady in White by Wilkie Collins) and curled up on the couch alongside of kiddo. It was a good night for reading too. It was chilly, windy and rain just started to drizzle. It felt like it was the perfect setting while reading the murder mystery. Excellent book, by the way, and around midnight I finally pulled myself away from it to take kiddo up to his own room and for me to get some Z's.
Right now I'm torn tho. I feel I've completely negleted writing (non for profit, that's what I call it) to do other things. Maybe I can take "one for the team" and continue article writing like a fiend so that I can A) cover the cat's medical treatment B) car repairs and C) start a "Mommy's writing only laptop" fund. In all reality I need to find something more than the articles that are being written on the website. I'm hoping that some of the crafting that I plan to do could be sold around town. Anyways, money in is money in... until the fate of the universe says it's money out time.
I guess I should try to micromanage time better. Set aside time for writing, reading, crafting, housework, kiddo and hubby time and the occasional hygene check to make sure I'm not neglecting myself. Don't want to be in funkville, if you know what I mean. Oh, and it also helps to catch a shower before the neighbors do. Hot water is a commodity (well, it seems like it for me. Everytime I jump in the shower halfway through I'm *yiking* and *!$!%* that the water just went cold).
Epic plans. Hopeful hopes. Just need the momentum to keep me going.
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