May 20

What is success, and how do we measure it?  Is it measured by the happiness we feel?  The money we make?  The prestige of a job, a position, a label? 

Lately, I'm not so sure.  I work, but my work is at home.  That doesn't seem to cut it with everyone.  My doorbell constantly rings, my phone is always buzzing.  My mother simply walks in my door, unannounced, and starts talking.  When I let her know politely that I'm in the middle of an article, she says, "Oh, that's okay!" and loudly starts fawning over the cats. 

I just don't get it.

Even now, at this very moment, my daughter won't stop talking to me, even though she can see that I'm typing.  (Blogging isn't working, I know - but she doesn't know that.)

How do you deal with it - the constant interruptions?  Battling the constant perception that writers "don't work"?  Because I'd sure love to hear your ideas.

In the meantime, I'll sign off - since the doorbell is ringing once again and it's time to run errands with my son.  (*sigh*).......
Happy Friday.

Monday, Monday

Tra la, tra la la la....
The boys come home today. It feels as though the older they get, the less time they have for their mama. Isn't that the truth? Of course, being divorced means sharing them much more than I'd like to as it is, but now that they're teenagers they have so many interests and friends.
Mondays are always busy days around the house - the boys have their lessons at the Conservatory - but I hope that tonight we can curl up by the fireplace and talk a little bit.....just like we used to.
One can dream, yes?
On another note, I have been having a lot of fun with the 6S Network, which I mentioned on an earlier post. It's a website in which you are encouraged to blog your own 6-sentence story. You'd be surprised how much you can say in just six sentences - curiously addicting! Check it out here: Six Sentences. Very cool.