This bird didn't know where it was going!
Seeing its zig-zaggy tracks made me laugh - it's exactly how I feel these days, bouncing from writing my book to writing blog posts to photography to 'paycheck' work to blog-reading to my jewelry business to my personal history business to house stuff to to-do lists to emails to Facebook... and getting behind on all of them.
So last night I set the alarm to wake up at 4am this morning.
That would give me over an hour of writing time in a silent house. I hoped at 4am the wild-flying thoughts and words bouncing around in my brain would be tame enough to capture.
Then I calculated how much sleep that would give me if I rose at 4, projected myself through the rest of the day on so few hours of rest, weighed whether getting all of those things done I needed to do but couldn't focus on at night was worth feeling miserable all day and having huge bags under my eyes.
I reset the alarm for 5:30am.
One day soon I'll have time for writing and sleeping - but much less money. Why can't time and money work together? It seems I never have enough of either one.
Speaking of droughts, it's still dry around here; my dust-covered car is once again attracting attention from random passers-by in parking lots...
Hope today you get plenty of rain or time or money or whatever it is you need!
(And if you don't, I hope you can laugh about it! Remember, nothing ever stays the same. Just hang on!)