Weekends used to be such a great thing for me. I was able to recuperate from the horrendous 7:30a-5:00p work week and now I spend my weekends at my school's library because my student loans ran out and the work study program is what is helping me pay for my tuition. Don't get me wrong, the job isn't a bad one..in fact, I sort of like it because I'm surrounded by books, but any extra time that I did have for "me" time is completely out the window. Or is it?
I want to throw myself back into my writing, but working two jobs and taking on a full-time class load is really doing a number on me. All I want to do when I'm home is sleep. I have not written anything creative in months, and the stories in my head are pounding on the closet door telling me that they need to exit my mind and find a new home in one of the many journals I have lying about my house. If I keep making excuses for why I'm not writing, I will never get any writing done. This totally sucks!
My oldest daughter has graduated from high school, working two jobs and starting college after the first of the year. She still lives at home, but has informed me that she has been discussing the possibility of her moving out with two prospective roommates that she currently works with. Although I know that I am not ready for her to move out, I truly understand the need for her to have her own independence. Riddle me this, though....WHY does she want to move in with a woman who is old enough to be her mother???? And what could she possibly have in common with this woman? When I was her age I hung out with people who were much older than me and now I understand why MY mother got so upset about it. Which brings another bit of panic to my already manic situation....I'm starting to think like my mother!! I noticed the other day that my handwriting is very similar to hers and now this?? Commit me now!
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