My day job is trying to suck my soul.
I’m having one of those weeks. It’s one of those never ending projects that I can’t seem to make headway on no matter how hard I try. Of course, it also could be that I’m procrastinating.
I need to preface the following conversation by explaining that I hate housework. I also hate to cook. I not only hate it, but I suck at it. My family has adjusted to the fact that the house is a bit chaotic and supper will never be elaborate and lovely because I’m so not that person. I always have books going as well as the day job and I’d rather hang with the fam at night than clean.
So anyway, my husband came home the other day and looked around in surprise.
Matt: Wow…it looks really nice in here.
Matt: No really. It looks great.
Matt: And supper smells really good, too.
Me: Thanks, honey.
(long, dead silence)
Matt: You must really hate that project.
That man knows me sooooooooo well.
Over at Writers Evolution we’ve been talking about writers’ conferences and I’ve posted some DOs and DON’Ts. Yes. . . some of them are from personal experience. Think of me as a walking talking PSA.