I had big plans for today, BIG plans, but they all flew out the window and into the wintry mix the second we received the dreaded phone call: “School will be closed today due to inclement weather.”
Yippee, right? I get to sleep in, right? WRONG. The children, let’s call them Son and Daughter, have already made their agendas and they do not involve Mom working.
Daughter believes Snow Day is a victory of sorts that should be celebrated by spending copious amounts of money, while Son believes Snow Day is a ticket to play video games and make as much noise as he can. Throw in two poodles who want to go outside the second you let them in and it just makes for one big, noisy, snow-sodden mess.
And trying to find something to do that will make everyone happy is next to impossible. Son and Daughter cannot agree on what to have for lunch much less what movie to watch on TV and the harder I try to fit in some writing the more distant the goal becomes.
It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have to spend the time the kids are normally at school getting my work done. Evenings and weekends, when everyone is meant to be home, are family time so it’s difficult losing those precious hours during the week when I know there’s a deadline looming overhead.
Being a writer is hard. Being a mom is way harder. Everyone’s dependent on you for everything and often times the things you want, or even need to do, are pushed aside.
So what happened? I gave up the idea of writing. Instead, we all settled in for a The Amazing World of Gumball marathon and called it a day. I may not have written a single word, but the kids were content and maybe we made a memory that will bring a smile to their face when they look back on it. I mean, how often do we have a snow day? Family comes first. In the end, they’re all that matters.