This week’s Deb posts are all about how we write through distractions.
Or don’t.
It’s funny, the Deb gals and I often chat throughout the day, and, the other day, I was venting to them about a distraction happening right then and there. Their response: that’s your post for this upcoming week. Unedited.
So here we go, my recent rant… including almost-expletives, my cap lock key, and heat-of-the-moment expressions:
Speaking of distractions, today has been HORRIBLE. My mom normally watches the kids on Wednesdays so I can get a full day of work done. My 3yo is a moody monster (has been for a few weeks now) and just cries and cries and cries. Every response from her is NO!
So my mom, understandably, has been struggling with her. But my daughter keeps barging into my room and curling up in my lap, which means I’m not getting anything done. She’s done it about six times now. I try to get my mom to get her out of the room, and my mom stands there with a thumb up her butt saying how she’s not going to force my daughter to leave. So I then have to get up, physically remove my daughter, and try to get back to work. This really only results in my daughter banging on the door while my mom irritatingly, passively says, “Kaylee, Kaylee, Kaylee, Kaylee, Kaylee…”
I am ready to pull my F’ing hair out, and I got about 1/3 of the stuff done today I wanted to do.
Sorry, Mom. I really do appreciate her watching my kiddos every week for me. But, as Bonnie says in my book, BECOMING BONNIE:
And I did feel better after getting it off my chest, especially since I got a second wind later that night when the house was asleep and I was able to get caught up on things. I guess you could say I don’t deal with distractions well. It’s a time-stop for me. But I try to carve out a new chunk of time, often relying on the hours when it’s only me awake. Then, I generally use the tool StayFocud to help me, well, stay focused. Bless that tool.
