Every year, in late October, I look over at my laptop and think, “this will be the November when I full participate in NaNoWriMo.”
And every year, I am wrong.
This year is no exception. I got as far as printing off my basic plot summary. And it’s still sitting on my desk, where I left it on October 29th.
My sons birthday is October 30th. Halloween is October 31st. For two days my entire world is full of chaos. I have a party that I’ve planned for two weeks ahead of time, and a fun day of trick or treating that I host every year for my son, his friends, and his friends families. I spend most of October up to my elbows in party-planning for the final two days of the month.
By November 1st, I’m so tired that I’d prefer to just sleep during the entire month instead of engage my brain and write.
Maybe I’ll create my own, personal NaNoWriMo, but during a different month. Does that count??
I’m done being supportive and encouraging. I’ve neglected myself for long enough. I’m taking August off to take care of myself.
It’s stressful times for oil families in Canada. We’ve been through the ringer and back. And just when we think things are getting better, they get worse again. It’s been this way for almost three years. The stress is starting to make me feel ill. Literally.
Summer holidays is when every parent realizes how underpaid our teachers truly are. On top of doing what we normally do every day, now we have to entertain the kids that are home during summer. This is not an easy task. I don’t know who said it first, but the saying is true – trying to clean your house while the kids are home is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos. No truer words have ever been spoken.
I’ve been dealing with grown-out hair roots for months because I’ve been too busy to get my ass to the salon. I avoid mirrors and live in hats right now. I wear the same active baseball mom capris every day with oversized t-shirts. I’ve only worn one summer dress this year. It’s time for me to take care of myself and feel better about myself. Because that hasn’t happened yet this year. When you’re busy, taking care of yourself is always the last on the list.
But no more. I’ve dealt with enough bullshit in the past few months from everyone and it’s time for me to take a step back. I have a hair appointment soon to fix my roots. I have a stack of books that are about to be read. And my headphones are about to get used so much that the money I paid for them will be worth it.
I’m tapping out for the month of August. The world will just have to take care of itself because I’ll be busy taking care of me.