Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Not Quite How I Imagined It...

Thanks to everyone who participated in my little giveaway!

For anyone who didn't post 'cause they didn't know, it's Elsa to Indie about his father in The Last Crusade.

I wrote everyone's names on slips and drew...Liz!

Congratulations, Liz. Please e-mail me at and let me know what format you want Lost Our Forever in, or if you'd rather have a different story.


Back when I had a day job, I imagined my day. I figured I'd have all kinds of time, and went giddy with the idea of being able to exercise, write for several hours, keep the house clean(ish), not be rushing around every night to get to evening activities, and get a full eight hours of sleep because I don't have to stay up late writing.

Yeah. Not happening.

Some of it is. I'm writing, which is good, though I've allowed frustratingly necessary things like phone calls to make appointments, trips to the vet and the dentist, bill-paying, and laundry to cut in, which is bad.

I've walked every day this week, which is good. No accompanying bad with it.

The other two things are exactly the same as always. Last night we had dance and algebra homework. I'm sufficiently concerned about my new middle-schooler's hugely increased responsibilities that I want her to have plenty of time to work, and yesterday she didn't. Hey, sealants are important, too. But then I found that I'd been foolish to think her feet wouldn't grow A WHOLE FREAKIN' SIZE over the summer, so she had to hurry to eat so we could go buy THREE FREAKIN' PAIRS of dance shoes (tap, jazz, ballet) before class.

Tonight should be better, except for the vet appointment to get my dog's ear checked. She's got a growth that looks like a cauliflower wart. I betcha anything that's gonna require surgery and hundreds of dollars in bills. Sigh.

The sleep thing isn't working out, either. I think I need to cut back on my blog reading, because it's keeping me up really late every night now. TV is starting soon, and I have to make some choices. :)

Six thirty never looks good to me, so I'm really happy the kids are off on Friday. No writing for me (Hersheypark is on the agenda), but we don't have to get up early, either.

Thank goodness.

So, how are your schedules working out?


Liz said...

Thank You Natalie

Karmela said...

Hersheypark...where's that? Isn't that in Pennsylvania somewhere?

Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Yep, Hershey, PA, about an hour and a half west of Philly. I live half an hour south of Hershey.

Victoria said...

I still live with the fantasy that one day I'm going to wake up and have it all together.
It hasn't happened in full blown fantasy form yet (sometimes I get kind of close)...and I've been home for almost 10 years.
But the writing week was good.
Now if I can only convince my six year old that she can not quit school.

Natalie J. Damschroder said...

It happens for short periods of time just often enough to make me believe it's possible all the time. And I suppose it's better to strive for it than to give up.

I had to LOL about "The French" on your blog. She does realize that means you won't be there?

Victoria said...

You're right. I think we're fine. Running back and forth on that balance beam, but having fun at the same time.

At the time she said she was "moving to the French" I don't think she cared about leaving me. She said she was sick of being told what to do (I'd just told her it was time to take a bath)and would not be having a boss when she grows up. The whole conversation was a riot. :)

Natalie J. Damschroder said...


Anonymous said...

Oh my goodness, Nat! Yeah, totally understand the time thing. Had the whole summer off, but THINGS kept getting in the way. So, I figure, who needs a clean house? (: Writing yes, exercise yes, cleaning, ummm, NO! (:

Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Hey, D, you found me!

Re: clean house...

My kids don't have allergies. That's because I don't dust. VBG