Thank you for the sympathy and understanding from those of you who commented on my predicament of time management posted below–I realize that it’s a problem for so many people these days. I have made a dent in my frameshop work today, and am working on classwork. I’ve snuck away for a couple minutes here and am pretending to be working on a paper right now so that I could get to the blog because I can’t quit cold turkey. Have Documents minimized so that at the touch of a button I can hide what I’m doing here. Should be finished some time tonight with first real draft. Tomorrow I will arise early and work on laundry and classwork stuff some more, then go and smile my way through the day until I can get back to work. Feel very, very guilty because friends I will see are dear ones, and C. will be there so we have to cheer her up.
Am seriously considering going away for a few weeks to New Hampshire to get snowed in in a small cabin on a lake. Can pretend phone is disconnected. Am eagerly watching weather reports for northern New England. Can I pull it off? Just had a great idea of a small group of writers taking off for a week and running off with our laptops into separate corners of a hideaway somewhere where no one can reach us…
Am starting to talk like Rorschach of Watchmen. Hurm.
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Oh dear God..Im addicted to my blogging too. Good to know I’m in good company. I’ve found myself on countless occasions using stolen moments of time to check with the going ons of this world.
How about a stack of paper with freshly sharpened pencils, a cuppa, and a thesaurus or a dictionary(whichever you prefer) in some hidden corner of the woods?