Posted by Darragha on September 5th, 2009
We’re selling our house and have already rented a 1940’s farmhouse on 6 acres outside the city limits. I am going to have chickens and goats. I have been busier than sin (and sin is pretty darn busy, yes?), and am behind on writing, readings, laundry and we’re down to a half-jar of peanut butter and some lentils on the shelf.
I need to go buy laundry soap today or the detritus of the laundry room is going to find the jar of peanut butter and leave us with nothing! Perhaps when I buy that laundry soap, I’ll buy groceries, too! Wow! What a concept. I can’t just wish bananas and coffee into my cupboards. I have to make time to shop. I know…I’ll buy the laundry soap, toss it at the house like I’m doing a drive-by and then go shopping while my husband does laundry. “It’s a drive-by washing!”
My “real life” has collided with my “writing life.” I’m hoping the merging of these two heated masses will create massive energy, ’cause I’m going to need it!