I was starting to think I had the potential to start being very productive. In August, my little guy starts a preschool program that's five mornings a week. Right now, I only have three mornings plus some weekend time to write. I have a back injury that's been a problem on and off for a year and a foot problem that's been a worse issue for two and a half years. We just bought a new car that doesn't aggravate my foot as much, so now I can do things I couldn't do last year. And my husband's work contract was just renewed, so money isn't as much of a worry.
So I decided to sign up for a summer writing class and NaNoWriMo summer camp. I enrolled in a Deaf Studies program at the local college to begin in the Fall with classes on weekends and during preschool, but still with enough writing time left over.
I was on this incredible high that only type A, tightly-wound, goal-oriented people can truly understand. I edited ten chapters over the weekend and wrote five thousand words in the last three days.
And then my husband said it: he has four weeks of work travel this summer. Maybe more. He's not sure about the rest of the calendar year, but his work definitely involves travel - international travel and often for weeks at a time.
How did I forget about that?
So I didn't sign up for the writing class, and I'm going to destroy my NaNoWriMo summer camp account. I disenrolled in the Deaf Studies program, which is the biggest bummer - I really wanted to do it. It will have to wait until my son is in Kindergarten.
My husband keeps saying we'll get a sitter - he'll talk to his boss - he'll do something to fix it. But it's not that easy.
It's my choice not to send my son to a sitter when his dad's out of town - I think that's too much for him. I think it's too much for my kids to watch him that often while keeping up their homework and going back and forth between my house and their dad's house. And it's too much for me to manage for weeks on my own and go to class, even if I did have someone to watch my little guy. The truth is, I usually don't have time to write when he's out of town.
The thing can't be fixed. I just need to wrap my head around it and be given time to find the positive in the situation and figure out how to make the best of it.
The up side is I will have 15 hours a week not including weekends to write. That's a lot.
Honestly, if I had only been told I have an extra two mornings a week to write, I would have been so excited. That's huge. I write fast, so I could potentially knock out 10-15K or more a week. I need to keep that idea in my mind and hold on tight.
* * * * *
I'm still behind on reading blog posts and accepting awards and spider pins. I'm hoping to get caught up tomorrow.