Jumble
My head is full of thoughts, but most of them are related to a task list rather than thoughts than I can spin out into elegant prose. It’s kind of a shame. I like it when I write well. Those are the entries that I really enjoy re-reading. But today my head is much too full of laundry and no matter how beautiful the clothes are, when they’re all crumpled together in a pile they’re just laundry. Hmm, that analogy really works because I’m sure that if I can pick out some of my thoughts and shake the wrinkles out they’d probably be beautiful and profound, but right now they’re all jumbled into a heap. What is it about laundry baskets that the one item of clothing that you really want disappears into the middle of the mass never to be seen until you finally cave and just fold everything in the basket? Would that I could pick all my thoughts out one by one, fold them neatly, and then store them away. I could have a whole dresser full of story ideas just waiting for me to pull them out. Another dresser could be full of thoughts on parenting. But alas my brain is very like my house right now. It looks like someone turned it upside down and shook it.
Tomorrow we leave for my brother’s house. The kids are excited. I’m glad. Howard is stressed because he feels like he didn’t get enough done this week and now he is out of time. Howard rarely feels like he got enough done even when he has scripted, pencilled, and inked an entire week of comic in one day. This week he has done enough to hold the buffer steady which is good. But we’re both feeling pressure to get the next book moving. This trip to Pocatello negates the possibility of doing any work on the book this week. I feel bad for messing up Howard’s work schedule, but not bad enough to cancel the trip. It’s been ages since I went anywhere for my birthday.
Since we’re departing tomorrow, today was meant to be a day of house cleaning. I’m having trouble getting moving on that. I seem to be low energy and distractable today. It may have something to do with my diet. I’ve been cutting out junk food and adding more vegetables. I think my body is protesting the change. Or maybe it’s an after effect of too little sleep for much of the week. When I’m seriously short on sleep my body goes into a high-energy crisis mode where I’m really effective. I can only pull it off for a day or two before I crash. There are some other factors involved too because sometimes when I short myself on sleep I can’t function well the next day. I got enough sleep last night which may have signaled my body that we were out of crisis mode and thus it could start demanding even more rest. Hopefully I’ll be able to kick into gear this evening because I’d like to be able to come back to a clean house rather than a jumbled one.