Once upon a time I was a night owl. And then, and THEN…I had kids. Four of them to be exact. For years I got little to no sleep so now I cherish my sleep even more. Because they are now school aged my routine has transformed into getting up early and going to bed early. However–because of it being summer time, I’ve been staying up later. Couple that with my not sleeping well when my husband is away on business (or in this case, visiting his mom in California) and I’m finding myself with really wonky hours. That’s okay though, because it’s allowing me to write all of these crazy thoughts running through my head!
When I was a girl, I dreamed of being a writer. I read incessantly–to the point of my mom grounding me–because my nose was buried so deep in whatever novel I was reading at the time that I couldn’t complete my chores. The librarian at our small town library greeted me with whatever new books had come in since I was there the week before. I wrote short stories and imagined myself as the characters. I even had a pseudo character called Soccer Manning. Why Soccer? Your guess is as good as mine. Someday, I still plan to write (and publish) a book. It’s number one on my bucket list. But for now, I blog.