A Little Writing Time is Better Than None At All

Here it is, a new year, and I'm still not finished with anything. I haven't even finished inputting my corrections for “Crisis of the Mind.” I know I need to get on the stick. But the stick is a short one. I can either write new stuff in the early-morning hours in which I can still some time, or I can input corrections. I'm choosing the former for now. But when one is moving, it gets tough to steal the time at all. And that's what any artist of any profession has to do until they can make their art their profession. Unfortunately most of us will be completely unable to make it our profession. Most of us have to do a day-job to keep our minds inside our bodies instead of on to the next state of existence. Such is the human experience.

I, to compound the fact that I do have to worry about world matters for myself, have a family, small though it is, that I must provide for. Now that the financial needs are being provided for, again gratitude to my Heavenly Father for the job at Novell. Now we are just finishing up the move to our new condominium. We moved in December 27^th last year and are now almost done with our month-long move. We decided to pay the rent one more month on the old place to use it as a glorified storage unit until we can get the stuff moved in that we already have moved into the new place. Living right off the freeway in Murray has advantages too. It's nice that it has cut ten miles out of my daily commute.

I, finally, got twenty quick minutes in to write this morning after I had finished my scripture study because I slept in to 5:55. I need to try and get up at 5:00 to get out by 7:00 to allow myself the writing time I need. I almost missed a whole week of writing because of this move. The daily grind is along the lines of get up at 6:00, because we didn't get to bed until 12:00/1:00 AM just so I don't fall asleep on the way home from work in the car, a crash would suck. I leave for work, as I said, at 7:00 AM. I arrive at work somewhere just shy of 8:00 where I stay until 5:00 PM and after sometimes. If I'm lucky, and other drivers don't do something stupid, I may arrive home by 6:00 PM. Then there is time for dinner, and then we run back over to the old house, depending on if we can get someone to help watch the kids. I think sticking them in Harald's old room with the toys and locking them in is a good idea that way they don't get hurt while we move the last few things. Kori's friend Larry is coming back on Saturday with his truck again to help us get the last few big things out of there.

Regardless, if we're lucky, we get back home in time to get the kids down for their 9:00 PM bedtime and then we clean up and unpack usually to 10:30 or 11:00. If we get any time to talk it's after we're finally in bed and then we need so much defrag time that we'll both read our respective books and magazines until it's too late to do anything else. Then I'm up again at 6:00. Fun life, huh?

I look forward to getting things settled, it will make it so we all can get back into a routine that might help us all get a little more emotionally and temporally stable.