I returned to work yesterday. I sat down and banged out a few chapters.
I find it difficult to work during the day. There are a ton of interruptions. My phone rings, text messages come in, laundry needs to be changed over from one machine to the other or folded/hung-up and put away, dishes need to be done, my SO comes home for lunch meaning I fix his lunch (usually when I fix mine so that I don’t have double the lunch breaks), Lola wants attention, and most days, I require a nap – don’t judge, there’s a reason for the naps. By early afternoon, the headache I woke up with is well on its way to becoming something far worse… This is why I nap most afternoons. It is meant to prevent migraines. And heaven forbid, there are usually errands to run.
All of this makes me cranky. It irritates me that I can’t just sit down and work whenever I want without life getting in the way. I’ve considered renting a small studio again just to have somewhere to go and work, but it’s hard to justify the expense.
To counter this, I try to work at night. Even that can be problematic. If the words are flowing well, I don’t want to stop at 2 am and go to bed. However, usually by 2 am, Lola is ready for her last trip out and my SO starts wondering if I’m ever going to come to bed – which makes him cranky.
In the evenings, Lola doesn’t really want attention from me. She wants it from my SO, but he has a thing about me working all evening. He likes to have dinner and watch baseball together. I have no problems with either of these, I like to eat and I like baseball, but sometimes I wish I could watch baseball while writing without him getting his panties in a bunch about it. I never complain when he takes side jobs and works until 7:30 or 8 pm or when he goes to the race shop and stays until 10 or 11 pm.
Life is all about balance, but sometimes I feel that the balance is off because of my life. I’m not sure how to fix it either. I’ve looked at several solutions, but they never seem to work out the way I intend. Let the searching continue!