This is a continuation of a blog post I made here. You may want to read that one first.
You know that moment in the old “I Love Lucy” shows where Ricky walks in, looks around in incredulous disbelief, and asks, “Lucy! What did you do?”
That’s kinda my life.
I decided not to write today because I’m stuck on all three of my works in progress (see the link above for more on that). I know how to fix that problem, but it’s a hard fix, and I don’t want to do it. You see, in order to overcome writer’s block, you need to obliterate words. Lots of words. Since I didn’t want to kill words, I decided not to write.
I’m not the kind of person who can just not do something. I need to be active. I need to do something. I need to ignore the laptop sitting forlornly on the table.
So I decided to do something.
By the way, my husband doesn’t like it when I need to be active because he doesn’t like it when he comes home to a hastily planned and partially done home improvement.
Today, I decided to keep it small. I’ve started sewing new curtains for the main floor of the house. He couldn’t be upset over that, right?
Happily, he wasn’t upset at all. He even likes the color I chose.
What he didn’t like was me ripping the ugly, old, stinky carpet off the basement stairs.
It didn’t help much that I forgot to tell him I’d done it and he didn’t notice at first. This is where that scene from “I Love Lucy” played out.
He appreciated the hard work in the end. The old carpet was ripped and needed to come up anyway, so I’d done a good thing. He just prefers a little warning when I decide not to write, or get bored, or creative.
Tomorrow I’ll spend my time slaughtering words and sewing. That should be enough to keep me busy for one day. Or at least my husband hopes so.