Of alot of things...BUT. I need to get my priorities straight. I finally got the move over with but of course everything is still in boxes and I'm slowly working my way around. I don't feel very motivated though, what i DO feel IS plenty of guilt. I worry with the puppies being outside during our monsoon weather pattern...I worry about whether or not this was the right decision...the boys are doing great but running around wild in the chaos...Mom thinks it's one big slumber party and wants us to spend all of our time downstairs with her or going out to eat constantly. She says she didn't realize how lonely she was until we moved closer. Maybe I'm still just a little tired and overwhelmed by the mess.
I need to write. Even if it's just an outlet to let my thoughts from exploding in my head. I need to follow my commitment with my crit partners, I've gotten so far behind. But I need to push and finish my manuscript. I need to do it for me. This is where the guilt really comes in to play. I want to just tell the world to stop for awhile to let me write. How do I make the decision as to the importance of my responsibilities? I know my faith and family come first...but my writing IS my job now. I was a working mom for years...I don't remember telling my boss I had to take a day off cause I couldn't find the box my underwear was in, or the little one's Ninja Turtle van he says his guys can't live without.
Guilt...all the way around.
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