Well, folks, the beginning of our school season is less than a month away. I will enroll the children in four days, and then it's school supply madness, along with a frantic search for clothes from last year which still fit, and much disappointment when there are none. Then we'll go into (more) debt buying clothes, which I could have bought at the end of the season last year, but thank goodness I didn't, because all three children became giants over the summer and nothing would have fit anyway.
This year, all three children will be in school all day. What does this mean? It means I can try writing full-time. I can take the kids to school (or put them on the bus an hour earlier), get a cup of coffee, and write. My biggest challenge in all this lovely writing time will be to make writing the priority, and not try to live up to others' expectations. This might mean taking a notebook to the park or taking a long bike ride to clear my head instead of dusting and vacuuming. I just hope I can get the hubs* on board. Maybe the bigger concern will be my acceptance of his being on board, if that makes any sense. Not to feel guilty about living the life I want while he's in a freezing/boiling warehouse all day. That'll be hard.
I plan to try writing full-time for a month or so, see if I'm able to be more productive, then weigh my productivity against earning a paycheck. So I may end up with a real job soon; we'll see what happens.
*Speaking of the hubs, I dreamed last night that three of my ex-boyfriends were in the same movie theater as me, and DH was coming to pick me up. It was just a coincidence they were there, but I was nervous for him to see them. The movie was a crude thing about men using women and laughing at how stupid the women were. Oh, now that I think about it, the movie's subject matter probably came from watching Two and a Half Men yesterday. I don't know about the ex-boyfriend thing. They were sitting together, talking about me--they aren't connected in real life in any way--but I couldn't hear what they were saying.