My laptop is still out of commission, so for the past couple of weeks I’ve had some serious computer withdrawals. I’ve been able to snag some time for Facebook now and then, but nothing that’ll really let me write, until today I saw my hubby’s laptop lying around and grabbed it! Thanks to the wonders of Dropbox (see my previous post on the subject), I’ve been able to catch up on some badly neglected writing. But, because I’m also a mom and a housekeeper, those little feelings of guilt over many other unfinished tasks start nagging at me anytime I sit down at the computer while the sun is still shining.
So this weekend I’ve been running around like a decapitated chicken, trying to get all the following tasks accomplished, among others I’m sure I’m forgetting but will remember around 2:00 am:
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Homemade brownies! The girls had a few friends sleep over, so I made a quadruple-batch of these brownies, since Mother Hubbard’s cupboard is always bare and I didn’t want the poor girls to starve. (The recipe calls for ingredients that are already present in most pantries.) Then I sent the friends home all sugared up!
Gotta catch up with what my friends are doing! Always a top priority. 😉
These are not my dishes, although they could be. Except I obsessively pile the dirty dishes into categories before I wash them, and I wash them in a certain order. OCD kinda sucks sometimes. (So does having a broken dishwasher, because dirty dishes are a constant affliction!)
I love homemade bread! But last night I forgot to take it out of the bread machine, so this afternoon I discovered the wasted dough and I cried over it. Now I have to make some all over again. (I only use the machine to knead, because I don’t like the shape of bread machine loaves.)
Not having regular access to a computer is seriously affecting a major addiction of mine! I haven’t been able to read and comment on my friends’ blogs like I usually do. So I don’t know what a lot of you are up to right now, but I’m trying to catch up.
This isn’t quite a realistic portrayal of a basket of laundry, for me at least. I have 30 times that amount. (Not an exaggeration.) And my worst habit is washing it all at once, then dumping it in the family room and putting off the folding! At least I have all the clean laundry sorted…
These little weirdos are always demanding my attention as well. Can’t I just lock them in the closet with a board game and some snacks?
I don’t want to think about what I’m going to cook tonight. It’s 5:30 and I haven’t even started. I know I could at least make some chicken stock. We have leftovers, right?
Oh yeah, I almost forgot:
And finally…
I love how being a writer comes with these images of fancy pens, candles burning in an inspirational manner on a gleaming desk, and stacks of gorgeous leather-bound reference tomes. I’d rip holes in paper with pens like that! And my handwriting has so gone downhill over the last decade, I get writer’s cramp after just a paragraph…
Anyway, I’ve been writing today too, bouncing between Cobalt and a project I should’ve finished a couple weeks ago, just before my laptop went ptooie. It’s been a lot of fun, but also brain-melting. I think I’ll end with a snip from the latest scene I’ve been working on:
LOVE that you showed the pretty writing picture because the “romantic” idea of writing cracks me up.
Reality is having wii or backyardigans on in the background, and the piles you just showed with me in the middle, greasy hair, and my husband's oldest sweatshirt, lol
Oh my word! How do you come up with such awesomeness? It's no fair that your life rocks! Okay- aside from the broken computer and the bunny poop. But seriously – those brownies look delcious and you are truly awesome!
Honestly – I've had a LOT of the same stuff going on. And I agree. My laundry load is WAY more than that. *sigh* And I need to do it and don't want to! I'm so sick of laundry! SAVE ME!!!!!!
I loved reading this! And the laundry – let's just say I have tons of respect for our laundry machine. I gave the topic bunnies up on my husband. It's his only chore outside of trash. And the rest *sigh*.
Oh, and I really appreciate the 'do they have to eat dinner every night' – cause that's exactly how I feel today. (I needed the laugh. Thanks!)
Note to self: Don't watch creepy trailers at 1.20am when everyone else is asleep 🙂
Rabbit poop, brownies and wasted dough. Dude, your blog has it all!!
I think I'm going to get that illustration up there (“Why do they want dinner every single night?” tattooed on my forehead. I'm so over taking care of these people. heh. 🙂
I just about died when I saw the picture of a brownie. I waaaaaant one!
I love bunnies, and I hate laundry. I'm sorry your dishwasher is broken, but that's why you have kids right?
Ah, the UNglamorous life of a a writer. I'm with you on the chores and the laundry and the dirty dishes making their own stew in the sink and the dinners every night and…and…
You know I kept telling myself this past weekend I was going to sit down and edit? Um, yeah, didn't happen. At. All. 😦 Now it's Monday and the whole cycle of chores and etc. etc. begins again.
I try to only do a few things a day. That way there is never huge piles of anything. It doesn't always work, and then I feel like I am under water. But Tuesday's are my busiest house work days. I hate Tuesdays!!!
OH MY GOODNESS! I stack my dirty dishes in orderly stacks too!! Silverware goes in first (to soak) wash glasses, bowls, plates, serving bowls, and then pots and pans. Mess with my order and get the dish towel smack.
Hope your laptop is back soon!