Okay, so I am behind once again. Looking at my stats recently, one would assume I have given up writing. Not true – just lost my muse once again – I know, how often am I going to use “lost my muse” as an excuse. The truth of the matter is that I have been wrapped up with household projects that apparently require more attention than my blogging here on this site.
Although I must admit, apparently my non-writing has cost me several of the few readers that used to follow my blog. And while most of us write for ourselves, it is nice to have an audience even if only a few. Let’s face it my fancy does get tickled when others read my blogs and even better when they provide comments regarding same.
Part of the problem with retirement is that it is so easy to become complacent about a lot of things. Apparently in my case I have allowed myself to get out of the routine I used in the past and while some may say at our age, we should not need a schedule or routine, I find scheduled tasks keep me focused. I have followed schedules/routines all my adult life and they have served me well.
Apparently, what I need do is sit my butt in this chair and outline a plan that will serve as a guide to follow so that in addition to all the chores/other housekeeping functions one must follow, time is scheduled for writing. Let’s face it, I have no problem marking the calendar for doctor’s appointments, line dancing practice, coffee & donuts/homeowners meeting, and so forth. Why not also schedule time to sit down and write.
I’ve noticed that many of the bloggers I follow have a certain day of the week to post their work. To me, that means they have a schedule and apparently follow through. Which also means that they apparently write well in advance of the day they are going to post to their blog.
Do I have a schedule? Well, I do have certain days slated to stretch, walk, days to clean; weed; and other household duties. But not writing? In addition to the comment that my muse has left me, what has left me is material to write about. I have geared this post towards writing something funny with the goal that anyone reading it will end their reading with a smile on their face and perhaps a slight chuckle or two. But lately, even coming up with funny material seems to be a chore.
Did I write yesterday? No! Did I write today? Yes, the above is the result. What does this post tell me? Just this, I need to get my priorities right. True, certain household duties must be done, but at my age, so does my writing.
In the words of one Olin Miller: “If you want to make an easy job seem mighty hard, just keep putting off doing it.”
Solution: I must change. With that thought in mind allow me to share with you the following thought:
How many psychiatrists does it take to change a light bulb? Only one, but the light bulb has really got to want to change!
Until next time!