Ooops. Somewhere  along the line, I failed to express in my MidWeek POV post exactly why I woke up feeling so disgruntled today, and for that, I apologize. Honestly, it has nothing whatsoever to do with the goals I’ve set for myself, the length of time I write each day, or anything lacking in the life I’m currently living. No, really. 🙂 Maybe my current writing schedule wouldn’t work for everyone, but it’s what I enjoy, and I’m only planning to do it for three more years. (That’s a miniscule amount of time at my age. I’ve got leftovers in the fridge older than that!)

My discontent, which I so poorly expressed, was merely 1) that things get in my way, and interrupt my writing, and 2) that so many people fail to consider what I do real work.  I’m sure this is true of many self-employed folks. No boss looking over your shoulder? Well, then you should be able to take off whenever you want for as long as you want.

I don’t see it that way. This is a real job, and I put in a full day here, just as I would in an office. But that’s because it’s my choice to do so. I WANT to write every day. Pretty much all day. What frustrates me most, is that it isn’t always possible.

So please don’t worry about my long hours. If I didn’t want to do it that way–actually LIKE doing it that way–I wouldn’t. (Ask my husband. You pretty much can’t get me to do anything I really don’t want to do.) 😀

Now, as you were, good folks. Sorry to have confused you, or worse yet, made you worry about me. I’m good. I swear on a stack of albino reptiles.  (It’s a Swamp Ghosts thing. 😀 )