“Work”, so far today, has consisted of making bread, doing laundry, cleaning the kitty litter, answering the phone, and cleaning the kitchen. It has not included *writing*.
This is the problem with working from home.
I am now going to switch laundry out, get a big drink of water, and spend the next two hours writing if it kills me.
Except for the breaks where I have to pound bread down and switch more laundry out. And violently twitch when the phone rings.
When I’m rich, I’m going to have an *office* to go to. :)
I know EXACTLY what you mean! Yesterday was my ‘housework’ day too!
;)
Very tiring and time consuming…
What? You mean you’re not rich? What about that major bank from writing all those books? Where are the fat checks? Heheh…oh, I like working at home. Outside is bad. *shudders*
By the way, Chapter Two of the mirror story is fantastic. Can’t wait till Monday for the next one.