What is the natural enemy of the mother? What is the natural enemy of the writer? Surprisingly they are often the same in my world!
Enemy #1: Corn flakes. Whenever I pour milk on a bowl of corn flakes, no matter how slowly or carefully, the milk splashes one or more flakes at the perfect angle and causes the milk to shoot from the bowl in a high arc. The mom in me has to clean it up. The writer in me is annoyed it splashed on my manuscript I was about to mail out.
Enemy #2: Phineas & Ferb. This show is just too hysterical. It took them days to figure out all the mimes were trapped in real invisible boxes? Genius. The mom in me has a hard time saying "no more TV" when this is an option. The writer in me wants to ditch anything I'm working on to watch it too.
Enemy #3: Blogs. I want to read them & write them all the time! The mom in me wants to ignore the pleas of my children to play board games/get snacks/clean up the mess the cat just made. The writer in me wants to learn/network/comment to a fault. Self control is essential here!
Enemy #4: The Library! Plain and simple, the library has taken over my life. I spend all my free time trying to figure out if I have time to go to the library, if the books are due back to the library, if my hold is in at the library, if all of our library books are in our library bag, trying to find my library card so I can renew things on-line, and on and on. And to make matters worse, the library is having their semi-annual book sale this week and my kids are on fall break! This means I'm going to have to take them with me and have a knock-down-drag-out fight with my mother self and my writer self about how many books the kids can get and how many books I can get. Oh, library, you evil den of booky goodness!
Any one care to add to my list?