Real Life trumps part time writing

Heya's.

For those keeping track, I've not written for nearly a month, due to an avalanche of real life issues, all unrelated, hopefully once in a lifetime type crisis that I think (I hope) are winding down. Sometimes, real life overwhelms you, and I'd have been stressed even if I weren't trying to burn that candle at both ends. So, part time writing job was sidelined for four weeks. I've revised my deadline appropriately.

I hope to get back into the writing mode tonight, perhaps. We'll see how I deal with a "normal" paced day at work. I'd been short on sleep the last couple of weeks, but I think I'm caught up. Hah.

Outside of chaos, however, I'm coming up with a new distraction: 60+ degree spring weather. Who wants to sit in the office, typing when you can be outside. Ah, but then, there's the yearly ritual of getting the sprinkler system ready for the season, hauling fallen sticks and branches out of the back yard and down to the tree limb recycling center in town, and all the other springtime yard chores.

Breathe.... Balance...

I was recently reminded of a series of books I'd read way back in the early days, at my grandfathers house. Outdoor humor books by Ed Zern, probably the original curmudgeon. His titles included "How to tell a fish from a fisherman", "To hell with Hunting", and "To hell with fishing". I ran across one of his short essays a couple of days back, and remembered how much I"d laughed over his cartoons and imagery way back when. Perhaps I'll become a curmudgeonly writer....

Oh, too late, some say I already am.

Clear skies,
Jim