Each month I fail.
I’m not upset by this – it’s a goal I'm working toward. The key word in my goal is the word average. Some days are better than others for writing. For me, Mondays and Tuesdays are the only block of time I get uninterrupted when both kids are at school. You would think that those days are the best for writing – but no. On those days I seem to run around and do all the other things I need to do for my Real Life. Mondays I seem to spend getting the house back into order from the weekend.
Going by my word count, Mondays are unproductive. But I must remind myself that life is about balance. On Mondays, I don’t score high on the word count, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t done anything. So today I’m giving you a glimpse into other things in my life that continue to be productive, even if my word count is not.
For those who don’t know, “chooks” are the Australian term for chickens or hens. I have three who we named Polly, Lucy and Sparkles (yes, my 4yo named her). So despite the fact that I didn’t write that scene I need to, my chooks still laid me two eggs, ate some bugs and made me some fertiliser.
I have four citrus trees – a meyer lemon, a navel orange, a blood-red orange and an imperial mandarin. I am flush with vitamin C at the moment. So much so, I am throwing them away since I cannot find enough people to give them away to. Today I pulled four oranges, two lemons and seven mandarins off the tree.
So, yes – I have been productive. My garden is thriving despite it being winter and I must remember that life is not only about the written word. Next Monday I will show you more.