When Your Week Goes Out The Window

All of us who write know how challenging it is to make time to sit in front of our chosen medium and create worlds. This week that just did not happen due to things that were out of my control. I had a family member who became ill in a rapid manner than had to spend several days in the hospital. This time of being a captive audience made for some excellent research time for a novel I am working on, but everything else just did not happen. Sleeping in a hospital is next to impossible. The staff was excellent; they were considerate and supportive but still had to do their job every two hours. On the floor we were on they kept the rooms about 67 degrees, and for me that is cold; this left me wrapped in a blanket or wanting to doze off. I am not the type of person to make someone else do what I can help with accomplishing. Maybe I just do not know the etiquette of hospitals, but it just seemed common decency to help out the staff anyway I could. They were all grateful but shocked to have someone change out the bedding and take care of things like showering the patient. These women and men work 12-hour shifts on their feet and in our case, always on the move. They advocated for my family member with the doctors and other hospital departments. I could never do their job, but I was honored to be around such beautiful people. My writing, though just got pushed to the back burner I did manage to finish one chapter of Declarations of Married Cuckolds and start a new chapter. In the end, I was just so exhausted from everything dealing with the illness and the holidays it was in the best interest of the story to walk away for a bit. Tonight I will go to bed get a good night to sleep then wake up with a plan of action. There are times in our lives when we need to forgive ourselves, rest up, and then come back strong. I know I used to feel I was a failure when lists did not get completed now that I am older, I understand failure is the big picture, not the daily details.  

Things are going to get messed up, and sometimes life interferes with our best intentions. Most of the videos I see talk about how to be more productive. If all you do is watch these, it can seem like everyone is making more headway than you are. I know I felt that way for about two years. I started talking to other authors; what stood out was how much their weeks lined up with mine. Things went wrong and then beautifully right; we are all in this hot mess together.