Tuesday, May 11, 2010


Writing from home is apparently a distracting business.

I spent yesterday concentrating on sending out a resume, meeting with my lunchtime critique group, combing the web for freelance opportunities and learning at my Promoting Your Book class.

And I ignored all chores.

Today was as busy as yesterday, except I did squeeze in grocery shopping, the bank and filling my tank up.  Most significantly, I made some progress on my novel. Yay!

And I ignored all chores.

By 5pm, though, I couldn't ignore them any longer.  I donned my pink rubber gloves and tackled the dishes.  I swept the floor.  I sorted laundry and as I lifted the washer lid to throw the dark load in, I found a wet and stinky load already in there.  Forgotten since Saturday.


After setting the washer on the hottest and longest cycle, I picked up the plethora of life from the downstairs. Several other chores/parenting responsibilities later, I open the dryer to switch loads. And found a wet and stinky load in there, too.  Not just forgotten since Saturday, but forgotten to actually get dried.

Double nice.

But, the way I see it, it's all a give and take, right? If I'm going to fully concentrate on a full-time writing career,  household things have to be prioritized.

Laundry apparently forgot to get in the prioritizing line this week and it's now making its frustration known.

'Cause, you know, I actually wanted to do two extra loads of laundry tonight. 


Kendra said...

I hate it when I do that!

Donna said...

If the stink seems to be gone, but comes back (like when you dry your hands), use some ammonia when you rewash...about half a cup. Any more than that and the load will smell like cat pee.

Just a word of advice from someone else whose laundry does not do itself...it's also the bane of my existance.