Because I could stop any time. I could.
Hi. I’m Becca. And I’m a Slackaholic.
(Parenthetical side note: Do you find it odd – or am I alone on this – that we add the whole “-oholic” ending to everything we consider a bad habit. Are you really addicted to choc-ohol? Really? And I clearly revel in Slack-ohol. Whatever that may be. End of parenthetical side note.)
So here I am, a full week after finishing a draft. Have I revised? Nope. Have I re-read? Psht. Have I written anything new? Um, no. Thanks for asking. Sort of.
Here’s what I have done. I have napped. I have read by the fire. I have played music theory games with Kids 3 and 4. I have run errands. I have wrapped Christmas and birthday gifts. I have had great phone conversations with people I love. I have done school visits. I have baked bread. I have refrained from eating sugared foods (except for the Progresso Creamy Tomato Basil soup, which I am convinced the Good Lord put on this earth just for my happiness). I have taken my family to see an excellent musical, “The Drowsy Chaperone” – which I wholeheartedly recommend. “Unless you find dancers disturbing, which I do, for reasons it would be inappropriate to relate.” (The Man In The Chair says that.) (I don’t.) I have lifted weights every day. I have organized meetings. I have taught. I have ellipticalled. I have verbed a word. Ellipticalled. I like it. I have chased Kids around town, to lessons, to activities, to church, to school. I have read a REALLY GOOD draft of someone else’s book. I have re-watched MURDER BY DEATH, which I also encourage those of you with a sense of humor to try. (It streams instantly on Netflix, but just finish reading the post first, please.) I have listened to Kid 2’s violin practicing. If the words “7th Position” mean anything musical to you, you understand that this is a pretty big deal. I have bought cheese at Costco. Did you know that I love the cheese at Costco? It’s worth the trip through the winding mountain canyons to get this cheese.* I have cleaned. I have cooked. I have laughed. I have sung. I have played.
But I feel like a slacker anyway.
Because I have not written.
And here lies my personality, here on this virtual plate. See it? Here’s what it looks like: I can do lots of creative things, and still manage to smack myself around a little for Not Doing that one thing that I think I should be doing. Isn’t that so weird? Because, do you know what? It’s only part of me, this writing part. A small part. A good part. I like it. But it doesn’t define me. It might complete me (hello, Tom Cruise called, he wants his line back).
But the slacker part? That might define me best. Sigh. Breathe it all in. And love it.
*Manchego, Brie, fresh Mozzarella, and Gruyere this time
(8) Comments for this blog
Same here…. I totally do that ‘beat yourself up’ thing for the Not Doing of things… Thanks for helping me know I’m not the only one! 😉
Same here…. I totally do that ‘beat yourself up’ thing for the Not Doing of things… Thanks for helping me know I’m not the only one! 😉
This is my first year doing NaNo and I think thats why I hesitated signing up, because if I dont write every day then it feels like I’m slacking. Even though I’m living life. Sigh.
On a side note I’ve never eaten the cheese at Costco. Apparently I should go get some. Especially because there is one SUPER close to my house and if you’re willing to make that drive for it that is saying something.
This is my first year doing NaNo and I think thats why I hesitated signing up, because if I dont write every day then it feels like I’m slacking. Even though I’m living life. Sigh.
On a side note I’ve never eaten the cheese at Costco. Apparently I should go get some. Especially because there is one SUPER close to my house and if you’re willing to make that drive for it that is saying something.
You deserve a rest after so much hard work. Enjoy!
You deserve a rest after so much hard work. Enjoy!
I’m suddenly craving cheese…
I can have the most productive day humanly possible and still beat myself up for leaving something off my DONE list. We’re crazy creatures, we humans.
I’m suddenly craving cheese…
I can have the most productive day humanly possible and still beat myself up for leaving something off my DONE list. We’re crazy creatures, we humans.