DISTRACTION

STATUS: Loving the long weekend, which has given me enough time to go running. I’d better get moving (literally) since the Dexter-Ann Arbor run is in a week, and I’m signed up to do it. *Gulp.*

semicolon_shirt_back.jpgFAVE LINKEY-POO RIGHT THIS SECOND: Erin McKean, a hip, smart, and young lexicographer (someone who basically writes the dictionary) created an engaging site dedicated to her love of words. But it was her semicolon shirt that had me at hello. The front is simply a picture of a semicolon; the back is what you see here. If you’re wondering what to get me for my birthday, Arbor Day, Passover, or the like, you can’t go wrong with this shirt. I’d like the white, long-sleeved tee. Thanks.

So, Rob and I put an offer in on that house I blogged about a few posts ago. To make a long story short, the owners didn’t really seem to want to negotiate with us. I haven’t given up 100 percent on the little house yet, but what Rob and I have tried to do is re-focus. I have still more edits to complete for Donut Days (more on that in a different post, maybe), and Rob is hard at work on a movie this summer. We both have lots on our brains — and on our schedules — which would make a move really difficult. At least right this second.

The thing is, though, when I’m in the midst of edits, I find that that doing anything other than the edits themselves is really appealing. Starting research on a new story, moving, cleaning, traveling, blogging … I’ll go to great lengths to distract myself. Once, I almost bought a dog. I’m not even kidding. It was a tiny little thing and I was going to name him Puddin. Except Rob says the number of animals in the house can’t be larger than the number of people, so Puddin stayed at the store.

Anyway, my point in typing all this is to say I’m one of those people who finds it easy to get distracted when difficult projects loom. Truly, I’m an ace at it. Yet I know right now I need to buckle down a little bit. I haven’t given up on that little house, or another pet, or a spontaneous road trip to Canada. But right this second isn’t the greatest timing for any of it. Which kind of sucks. But the payoff will be even better than all those things combined.

Or at least that’s what I tell myself every time I see pictures of that house.

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