Did I almost forget to post today?
Why yes, yes I did.
And since I’ve been trying to figure out what is wrong with my Internet connection (is it a router issue? a cable modem issue? the line in from my isp?), I haven’t had a moment to even think about what I’m going to post.
Hmm. Here’s what’s on my mind today. I apologize in advance if it seems scattered and maybe even pointless. I promised a Post a Day in the Month of May, and I’m going to keep that promise! 
This summer, I want to be caught up on most of my regular assignments so that I don’t find myself saying, “Just a minute, just a minute” to my daughter every day.
Not all freelance writers take summers off or reduce their workload. I do. For now. Because I can, and because I want to. I don’t see myself completely quitting during the summer, nor do I think I’ll do this for every summer for the rest of my child-raising years, but I really miss her and the time we used to have to learn and play together.
Besides that, parenting is one of my niche topics, so I can view this as “gathering material.” Oh, and not only can I gather material, when I’m not on deadline I usually find that I write more. I know, it’s crazy, isn’t it? Some of the best things I’ve written happened when I was just goofing around on the word processor. I love that.
I also love writing on assignment though - the challenge of making a new topic my own and getting to do interviews with fabulous people. So before the summer is out, I’ll probably be chomping at the bit for new assignments.
This approach of taking summers off and making my household responsibilities a priority over work priorities does slow down my progress on the career path. I know this and I know the potential consequences. I have looked everything over and decided that for me, the other consequences - missing out on what I’ve always wanted to do - are bigger.
Oh, and just so you don’t misunderstand - I’m not a participant in the alleged Mommy Wars. Where I live, you do what you need to do and what you think is best. I’m not critical of another mom’s choices. In fact, I truly admire women who handle so many things at once. But I know my own limitations as well as my own preferences. This life, the way I am living it? It’s the way I want it to be. How many people can say that? You better believe I’m going to enjoy it.
This totally random post is brought to you from the inner recesses of the writer’s mind. Author is not responsible for coherance or incoherance contained herein. (LOL. Okay, yeah, I am responsible for it.)