At least four different times today, I sat at my desk ready to whip out something truly spectacular that I’d captured from the pages of 4 Hour Work Week and right in the middle of my fingers going click-click-click-click-click across the keyboard (that’s a sign a writer is right in the middle of a thought process – NEVER interrupt), the door opens and a kid stands there staring at me.
Kid: It’s ok, I’ll wait until you are done
Me: The thought was interrupted the minute you started opening the door. SPEAK!!!
Kid: Well, it’s not that important, I’ll just wait until your done working.
kid starts to leave
Me: Uhhh NO! You’re really going to upset me if you came in here, interrupted my thoughts and then leave without giving me good reason for having completely derailed my train of thought.
Kid: Well, I kinda forget what I wanted
Me while clutching my head in my hands: Just leave! Please, just leave!
Two hours later –
I went through the house and began cleaning. Being just as loud and obnoxious as I possibly could. You see, the kids were trying to watch television.
When they began to turn the volumn up, I told them No!
Kid: But we can’t hear
Me: Welcome to Hell! The fun is just beginning! MWAHAHAHAHA
There you have it folks — The only bit of creativeness I could manage to squeeze out of my stressed out brain today.
In fact, if I don’t have another amazing creative thought very soon, I’m going to have to give up blogging and take up a career of holding down the couch while eating chocolate bon bons.