My dad is a preacher, and there is a saying in the Church Culture that says something like “The road to hell is paved with perfume and a mini skirt.” Wait, that’s not it…
Anyway, I promised everyone a well thought out blog today. I even know what I plan to blog about: GIANTS. Like, “Fee Fi Fo Fum” kind of giants, or perhaps the classic tale of David and Goliath kind of giants. While I was at work today, I even snuck in a few moment of paliminary research on the subject and was just about to jot some notes down until my boss walked in.
“Yes maam, I’ll have those reports for you in five minutes…”
And that was the end of my research.
‘Never fear,’ I told myself. ‘I’ll just blog tonight and post something witty and intriguing before I go to bed.’
Then I got a text: “Are you on for Poker tonight at the bar?”
So I had a decision to make. Do I turn down the offer with a lame excuse like, “No, I promised both of the followers I have on my blog that I’d post something new tonight.” Then I realized that my mom has a square dance tonight and won’t be on until tomorrow.
“I’m all in,” I texted back. (That’s a little Poker Humor)
So, needless to say I won’t be posting that uber witty blog about Giants tonight. ‘Never fear,” I thought to myself. ‘I’ll just post the Giant blog tomorrow.’ Then I realized that I had intended to work on my book on my off nights when I was not blogging and last night my wife came home early from work. She wanted to pop in a pizza and a movie, so my dedicated writing time was cut short yesterday as well. There are just not enough hours in a day. If I’m not careful I can “I’ll do it tomorrow” myself into obscurity.
So, how do you handle those annoying little time wasters, last minute hang-out with the Crew nights, surprise dates, and all around zingers in your best laid plans? Does your writing schedule end up so edited, snipped, altered, changed, rearranged, and rescheduled that it looks like your secretary is a drunken monkey making up your daily schedule?