Poop Shute

Some people just don't know when to quit

I was really sick last weekend. I stayed in bed for the better part of three days. It was a gross sinus/throat kinda junk.

By wednesday I felt mostly better, so I stopped taking it so easy. I generally don't like "taking it easy" when I have to. I am an active guy, with an active lifestyle and a VERY active job, so when I get sidelined I just don't know what to do with myself.

"Put me back in coach, I'm ready!" I said to myself.

Bad idea.

I spent this weekend equally as sick as the last. I'm doing a little better now, but man was I gross earlier today.

I have been saying all week that I wanted to catch up on some writing. You'd think that I would take advantage of all that time laid up. Nope. Squandered it watching DVD's and bad TV.

I've been reading a little too, so it's not a total loss of time. Blogging has been the only creative output, but there has been plenty of input. Let's just call it "research." When I say writing, this stuff you're reading now isn't quite what I have in mind. I've been wanting to start writing fiction again. A play, a novel, something. I don't know yet.

It's time to start scheduling writing. Block out some time and make it inviolate. And force myself out of the house so that I have no distractions from my mission.

Tomorrow.