It’s always something, isn’t it? I guess some people would say that if it isn’t one thing, it’s another. It amounts to the same thing either way, right?
On the first of the month, I said I was going to rededicate myself to the fine art of getting some words down onto the page. I actually wrote that post on the 23rd of February. On the afternoon of the 24th, overtime hours became available at my job. I’m an hourly employee, and a temp on top of that, so when overtime is available, it’s basically mandatory for me, economy being what it is and all. So I basically worked overtime every day after writing that promise, including the weekend, right up until the second of March, when the overtime went away and my job went with it.
The rest of the week has gone like this:
March 3, morning: Called around for another assignment.
March 3, noon: Went to church, to pray for another assignment.
March 3: afternoon: Received another assignment, to start March 5.
I want to pause here to say, with complete seriousness and sincerity, that prayer works.
March 3, evening: Volunteer work.
March 3, night: Celebratory dinner, capped off with resolve to live like a full-time writer March 4. The plan was to sit down at 9 on the morning of March 4 and work the dream schedule I have posted on my bulletin board (9 to 1, writing; 1 to 2, lunch; 2 to 6, writing).
March 4, 9 a.m.: Turned on laptop.
March 4, 9:03 a.m.: Received call from temp agency asking whether I can report to work immediately.
March 4, 9:07 a.m.: Closed laptop and reported to work immediately.
March 4, evening: Catching up on blog. Ordinarily, I’d give this time to my promise, and I’m going to do that as soon as I’m done here. But during Overtime Week, two of my fellow bloggers wrote that my little operation is a blog of interest to them. I was so excited! I read Denise and Gale quite often myself, and I always love what they have to say. So I want to have something up for any of their readers who might happen by, as well as for my readers, who have probably come to expect the occasional accountability collapse from me.
Anyway, this is where I’ve been, and this is why the nifty word counter over there is still reading ZERO. I feel better for having said this to you all. It just seems like whenever I get myself resolved to take care of business, something happens to throw a wrench into the works.
What about you? Is it always something for anyone else?
