aka it is hard to work on your business when you are in your business Or . . . did I mention I am looking for regular contributors?

In sincere regard, dedicated to a guy named Tim

I was up till about 1AM (actually two nights ago) trying to bang out a fairly fact-based article for Friday (today).

I woke up the next morning about 5:45, a little groggy, yes, and maybe a little hungover.  Was the post any closer to completion?  Well, of course, Yes.  Would it be ready to go for Friday?  No. I finally made that call at about 1:13AM.

It was about 6:15 though, when the grief began.  In the four hours that I outlasted my girls (my wife included), I failed to stow all of the previous night’s dinner. In total, this amounted to a container of shake cheese and a jar of pasta sauce. I also did not unload and reload the dishwasher. Did I mean to? While I know it is my job . . . frankly — it didn’t even cross my mind.

And . . . all of this has been far too regular lately . . . . That is — late night writing (and/or website tweaking), and a general propensity for dropping the ball on my day to day household duties.

But . . . I have a short-term vision, you know – a modest goal and nowhere near singular . . . . It forms the biggest challenge I have faced since deciding to dedicate a significant portion of my attention to this blog.  I hope, for now – to post every day Monday thru Friday (barring holidays and natural disasters). But given my schedule and with all of its real life demands, their real world implications — I have learned that simply filling these pages (only five days a week) has been hard.  This post — a testament to that.

Sure, I keep a running spreadsheet of backup topics — you know, for a rainy day.  And least I let this air go dead when things do not come in on schedule, or if I fail to complete a given assignment myself on time.  Unfortunately . . . here, I didn’t even have time to get into that box of ideas.

I do have time to say though that the addition of my man, b, whom without this album could not be possible (a song lyric quote – kinda), and Construction Girl Holly have made everything more doable.  The addition of content from contributors to the Tagged! project has been most welcome, a big success, and sometimes a surprise that has helped ease my burden even more. But still – I struggle to get something up on this site each of those five days a week.

Am I a bad writer? Maybe; I can’t seem to work efficiently (as my wife would have me think).  And if it is this hard, how then could it even possibly be worthwhile (as my wife might also suggest)?  Maybe it isn’t, and I feel briefly like pointing my head upwards and covering my eyes with the palms of my hands.

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I am reminded here of a couple things . . . first, of an outstanding letter from TOH editor Scott Omelianuk — May 2009 issue, from which the spirit of the line above may have been lifted.  That — and something a friend told me recently, a book he was actually quoting.  You can’t work on your business when you are in your business. The motivation for the statement and the interpretation of which I will leave up to you.

Now . . . I have cut most of the specifics about my situation out of this short spiel, but I will leave only an explanation for why I do this (you know, the blog thing).  It’s simple.  I do it “for the love of the game.”  And . . . I hold that I will eventually be able to break free of many of my restrictions – passed naysayers and skeptics . . . to have a venture one day that is part way my own.

For now — I remain focused on and satisfied with collecting tales (as one remodeling expert/friend calls it).  If you want to join me here and help, I would be glad to have you.

Thank you for reading and BMoxie BMore!