About 1/2 hour ago I kicked #1-son and #3-son out of the house... "Go someplace else!" Since #2-son is in Texas, and #4-son is with friends, I now have the house to myself for the first time in... (checking calendar)... 7 weeks.
Literally, I've had at least one kid home every moment for the last seven(!) weeks.
No wonder I haven't gotten a damn thing accomplished!
For the last seven-plus years, at the very least, I've had at least one evening a week, plus every other weekend, kid-free. And during the school year I have school-time kid-free. Even after my kids blew up at their father, I had the school days kid-free.
But now it's summer, and they haven't talked to their father in weeks if not months (depending on kid)... and I haven't had a kid-free minute in seven weeks!
No wonder I can't edit.
The feeling of the house is so totally different when they are home... even if they are sleeping it's still not even close to the feeling when I'm home all alone. When I'm home alone... I can THINK.
When somebody else is here, especially a kid-somebody-else, a huge chuck of my brain is taken up by kid-radar (I don't know what else to call it). So much of a chunk is taken up that serious thinking is impossible.
I've been needing to edit this book, and I haven't been able to, and now I finally know why...
Even when they are asleep they are a huge weight on my mind, so much a weight that I haven't been able to edit my book.
Right now, the house is so quiet that I feel light and fluffy and free. I feel like I can do anything... I feel like I actually can get this edit done... all because I'm alone in the house.
Okay. The "what's wrong" is now clear... kids in the house... now to ponder the how to fix it. Getting rid of them isn't the answer (as much as I might want it to be), so maybe getting rid of me is the answer... which would be easier if my wrists didn't complain so much about the laptop keyboard. Must ponder.
But it definitely helps to know what I need to ponder.
