Saturday mornings was my writing time. I would stay in my jammies, make a huge pot of coffee, and sit at the computer until I came up with a weekly blog. Some days were more successful than others and I would store two or three blogs for future use.
Throughout the week I would fit time to write on my latest manuscript. My study, my desktop, and my flash drive are full of unfinished work, all waiting for me to get back to them.
But life has interfered.
I have been told that is not a valid excuse, but then what the naysayers say does not count.
My husband needs me.
It is not something drastic or dramatic; he has started a new venture in his life and needs my help. Since he has always been supportive of my needs and wants, I have to reciprocate in kind. In the last few years before he retires, he wants to transition into a new career. He owns a carpentry shop, making kindergarten furniture for huge school districts. It was a lucrative but very demanding career and now wants to use his amazing skill to create individual, heirloom quality and fun pieces.
I do not blame him. He has built the same patterns over and over for the last thirty-plus years and would like to create something else with the beautiful woods he buys by the truckload.
I know nothing about wood, hammers, or table saws, but I do know how to organize, decorate, and manage. I book craft and trade shows. I talk to the people, get the permits, and make sure we have everything we need when we travel from one show to the other. I order things, write the checks, and make sure he has everything he needs. I carry THE CLIP BOARD.
I spend the majority of my Saturdays at craft shows, setting up and making sure everything is priced and ready to go. Some craft shows start on Thursdays and end on Mondays, so my life is a whirlwind. I find my days before the shows are also taken running errands, buying things, and making phone calls.
So when someone tells me I need to get back to my writing, I agree, but life with my husband is more important and more immediate than writing a blog or finishing Chapter Eight of my latest novel.