Argh, I absolutely hate it when I have an opportunity to get some work done and I can’t get my head into it! Baby 2 is sleeping at the moment (though perhaps not for much longer, he’s already been down for far longer than usual) and Kid 1 is sitting on the couch playing a video game with the sound turned off. I started editing while Kid 1 was playing outside but only got through one page before he had to come back in. Well, I thought naively to myself, I’ll just park him in front of a game and continue until the baby wakes up. Naive indeed. My brain is just not interested in doing this right now…everything, absolutely everything is distracting me. The back and forth ticking of the swing. Kid 1’s incessant coughing and muttering to himself about the game. I could remove myself to another room and, if the baby does stay asleep by the time I’m done this post, I probably will. Of course, that should guarantee that he wakes up.
I have managed to keep up with my editing quotas for the past few days but that has meant going to bed far too late. Far far FAR too late. We usually try to watch a show once Kid 1 is in bed, even if the baby is not yet asleep. For some reason for the past few days, we’ve been starting these shows later, which means that I’m not even beginning the edit until about 11pm. By the time I’m done, it’s midnight. Then I still have to get washed up and into bed, which often takes a while. And then the alarm goes off at 6. Writing on no sleep is one thing – I’ve done it a million times and the nice thing is that you can always polish it up once you’ve rested. But editing on no sleep? I have a sneaking suspicion that things are catching up to me. So my plan at the moment is to carve out that hour earlier. Only a little. Maybe 9 to 10 or 10 to 11. We can do our one TV show right before or maybe right after if I do 9-10. But somehow I need to get more sleep. I have a baby that actually sleeps through the night most of the time (touch wood), so I feel that there’s pretty much no excuse for me to be dragging myself through my days feeling like I’ve had to get up with him every two hours like I did in the beginning (or with Kid 1 when he was a baby). This is leaving me with no energy to edit, no creativity to work on those rewrite sections and no patience for dealing with a five year old boy.
Oh and I’m still hoping to cram in yoga. Somewhere. Oy.
A last side note – at my writing group last week, we did a writing-prompt exercise and the prompt I did has actually inspired a short story. This is so rare for me that I felt I needed to call it out. I have absolutely no idea when I’ll ever have time for something like that (2025, I’m thinking) but I’m trying to keep it on one of the closer backburners so that I can give it some attention sometime soon.