Don’t Fool Yourself or The Reasons I Didn’t Write Today

I’m too tired. I’m too busy. My toes are freezing so I need to walk around. I’d rather day dream about moving and spend an hour and half looking at apartments which I probably can’t afford. There’s a package! I’d better open it. Just a cook book. Ooh, that looks good …

I cannot write because it is too nice outside. I’d rather play Zelda or catch up on The Big Bang Theory. I already popped the popcorn and I can’t type when my hands are greasy.

I need to read this book. It’s due in a week at the library and I haven’t even started. Not to mention I need to take a shower, brush my hair and floss my teeth, pluck my eyebrows for the first time in two months and try on all my jeans just to make sure the skinny ones still don’t fit.

I just painted my nails. I’ll listen to some podcasts on writing while they dry. And then I’ve got to finish knitting those late late Christmas presents. Why do I even bother trying? I can’t possibly write today.

I can always write tomorrow. There will be more time tomorrow. There isn’t any time today.

**The irony? I wrote this because I was too tired to be creative enough on my current project but wanted to hit my 250 words per day.