The chaos of a writer's house

You might say I've looked for the easy way out all weekend long.

 Easy breezy meals that require virtually no time to prepare.

 The chaos that wasn't put neatly away, so it had to get along with the funky. "Milk, meet your new friend rusty cultivator blade!" And good luck on finding a topic in common to talk about...

 And those that really like REALLY know me would know something like this crooked lampshade would drive me batty.

I don't do crooked unless it's part of an intentional design element. Someone that works with rulers and straight lines like stripes on a firetruck can spot something an 1/8 of an inch out. Crooked = itchy!

Don't you think this thought is totally ironic?

"Hi, my name is Donna and I author a home decor blog, and love to show you all the wonderful crazy things I do to my own home.  However, since I'm too busy writing about it, I can't decorate it. So, see ya around!"

As you know, I'm creating a draft to show my writing abilities to a book editor. And the procedure is a mixed bag of intense, exciting, and grueling. But more fun than anything. :)

This weekend I was thankful for the quiet home of my 3 snoozing pets, hearing the muffled sounds from the furnace providing the warmth I needed, and the presence of a hot coffee when the desire hit. And grateful I didn't lose power when the big wind storm blasted through last night. I was able to pound that keyboard until I couldn't any longer.

 Such is the life of a wannabe writer I guess. Or busy DIYer. Or whatever other force drives you towards your passion. It's pretty tough to do it all isn't it?

I use to be a perfectionist, however I had to hang that hat up exactly 11 years ago when my son was born. I got pretty good at letting things slide, however once single parenthood hit, the scale tipped even lower. These days? If you walk in unannounced, you may not find the floor. :)

I wrote this while enjoying a bowl of homemade chicken soup made in a massive pot a few days ago. Nuke, done. This meal was even speedier than the cantelope breakfast! My kinda cooking. :)

Ah, ya just gotta laugh this stuff off, ya know? I think for the most part we worry too much about what others will think. I don't believe I've lost a friend yet by them tripping over a pile of coats laying on the floor.

But I'll admit... I'm glad pets and kids really don't care :)

 So, would you like a little peek on a graphic element I made tonite? I'm to illustrate how I desire the book to look like. Here's how I designed a new chapter heading.  Just for a tiny little junky type element of course. :)

And I'd just like to add, thanks so much for your wonderfully encouraging words and prayers! Please know they are working! The words are coming and the designs are happening.

In that same vein, today our pastor belted out a new tune that had the church pews really rockin'. I need to chat with him because he ought to be recording his own music. However, this will fill in quite nicely. Great song and had me feeling it with the new opportunity given to me lately. 



 
 Ah man. And I totally forgot about Valentine's Day. We normally bake our favorite peppermint sugar cookies. Maybe tomorrow night... Happy Valentine's Day, all!


This post is quite the mixed bag, is it not?


Back on topic.. how do you cope with the chaos around you when you're trying to get a project done?

Who cooks? Who cleans?
Any full time writers reading this? Is your house always messy? :)

Edited to add: this note on Facebook was so welcome while taking a breather.. so sweet!