All my life, I’ve had this dream where eventually–if I’m crazy-lucky–I’ll get to stay home all day and write. But then I have days off…and almost nothing gets done. It’s a perfect world right now where I’m burning at both ends because the most and best writing is done after dark. 🙂
Dinner–delicious gourmet hotdogs.
Chores–husband is conspicuously missing.
Exercise animals–rabbit hops in blissfully ignorant joy.
Exercise self–dance like crazy behind closed doors.
Writers, how does your average day stack up?
Michelle Joyce Bond