This week, I’m supposed to be sharing with you fine readers how I find balance between writing and real life. But here’s the truth: I don’t. Or I haven’t. I haven’t is a little more hopeful, like maybe one day I’ll figure it out. But with twins coming any day now, upping my brood from two to four, I don’t think that day will be anytime soon.
Here’s what I have learned about balance: there’s not one key, one secret that will make everything click into place (at least not for me). But what does work for me is taking it one day at a time. I don’t give myself word counts that I have to hit, because inevitably something will come up (a sick child, a snow day, a sick me, a quick-turnaround freelance assignment) and I’ll throw my hands up in despair. Why can’t I do it all? What can’t I find the balance?
But if I take it one day at a time and write when I have time to write, and mother when I need to mother, and also get a load of laundry done and maybe get dinner on the table and do it all without lamenting about all that I’m not doing, then that is what I call a successful day. And for now, that’s enough.
How do you balance your writing life and your real life?