It’s amazing how unproductive I am when staying home with children. These past couple of weeks, I ignored my writing, fell behind on my critiquing, and accomplished nothing of what I actually planned to do. My daughter got her tonsils and adenoids out, so I’ve been hanging out with her, keeping her pain level under control and mashing all the food into a mushy state. After a week and a half of living on soup, over-cooked mac and cheese, and apple sauce, we’re now treading into more solid states such as scrambled eggs and salmon.
Other things that have happened: I turned 37 last Sunday, I ran a critique workshop at the library last Thursday, I enrolled my son in swimming lessons for this whole week, and I got a shiny new phone!
Rather than bore you with all the details of my past couple of weeks, I’ll just drop a digital painting of the subject of my attention:
Sorry this is such a boring update. That’s what happens when I try to write a blog post while having a conversation with my kids about Powerpuff Girls episodes and the reason why they need to eat more than just jello for breakfast…
Have I missed anything interesting these past couple of weeks?