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Lazy...er...crazy days of summer

The days are longer, there are fewer appointments to be kept, my husband has begun the timely process of working on cleaning out the garage (again) and my boys are spending so much time in their pool that they go to bed looking like prunes. So why is it that with the extra time on my hands I can’t seem to get enough writing done?

It’s starting to feel like the times when I spend the day cleaning (much to my husband’s surprise) bouncing from room to room and back again, but never managing to get an entire room fully tidied up. Ever have days like that?

So it occurred to me that maybe I should track what I was doing throughout the day to figure out where I’m going wrong and how I could be more productive. Sounds pretty organized and helpful, huh? That’s what I thought until I started jotting things down.

My morning started out fairly typical. Husband went off to work (grumbling about a missing hammer), the boys had breakfast and were building a rather kick-ass Thomas train track running through my living room and there weren’t any pressing e-mails I needed to answer, leaving me free to open up my latest work in progress.

So far so good.

Of course the rest of my day comprised of trying to finish writing my current scene, slathering the boys in sunblock, doing laundry, fielding calls from my husband wondering if I’ve found his hammer, chasing dripping wet boys out of the house, mopping up the floor after said chasing, looking over the next round of edits that my editor sent, doing laundry, getting the boys a snack, looking for the damn hammer so my husband will stop calling, starting on the blurb for my next release, getting the boys lunch, doing laundry, starting on edits that I’m already running behind on, mopping up the wet floor (again), insisting to my husband that I did not somehow misplace his hammer, slathering more sunblock on the boys, whipping out cover art form for upcoming release after a reminder e-mail from editor, playing in the pool with the kids because the humidity is killing me, working on edits, making supper, looking at the damn blurb again, supervising my husband’s search for his hammer, tinkering with the cover art form again, mopping, doing laundry, getting the boys ready for bed, holding the ladder and praying my husband doesn’t fall off the garage roof now that he has his hammer, reading to the boys and tucking them in for the night, picking things back up with edits only to have a light-bulb moment for a scene from my work in progress and knowing I need to fix that before I forget my fantastic idea.

Really, is it any wonder I can’t seem to get at least one thing finished?

So tell me I’m not the only one with days this productive (snort) and thinking September is looking pretty damn good.