Totally Bummed

Last week was the end of the twins’ two half days a week of preschool, aka my writing time. I enjoyed having two days to write, but by the time I dropped them off, sat in front of the computer, got into the mood, figured out where I’d left off, it was almost time to pick them up again. I’m exaggerating a little here, but not much. I averaged three double spaced pages during one of these sessions. At that rate, the twins would be in school before I finished this manuscript.

However, this week was supposed to be the start of something new. The twins would go to summer preschool for one full day a week. That day was supposed to be today. I was really looking forward to hours and hours of uninterrupted writing time. Well, that all came crashing down this morning with one little phone call. The teacher’s daughter may have strep throat. Understandably, she’s not taking any chances and had to cancel classes since she runs the preschool from her home. There goes my one writing day.

I know a lot of you write at night or early in the morning. That just doesn’t work for me. The twins zap every ounce of energy from me. Once they’re in bed, I basically relax on the couch. Sometimes, I’ll have enough brain energy to read, but even that’s rare.

If you’re like me, not getting the writing time you need just eats at you. My mood changes. My whole being is affected and not in a good way. So, yeah. You could say I’m totally bummed.