The Avengers = Very Important.
I saw this yesterday. It put a smile on my face for 2 hours. So I think it was crucial this week.
That time wasn't time I would otherwise use writing. I was with my son who is special needs and requires full time care. Anyone who can't be my friend via online is no longer my friend. Apparently some here find that selfish that I did that rather than make time for them. Eh, I accept no judgement from somone not living my life.
I don't understand those who don't understand people having no time to write. Some like me can go days where I don't have time to sleep or sit and eat, so i'm not likly to have time those days to write. When my son isn't here I have to get all the things I can't do with him done. Like shopping, cleaning, appointments, meetings with his team, dentist, doctor, things for my dad who is aging and not in great health. I have become a recluse over the years.
My son doesn't sleep much, so then neither do I. Sometimes I do forgo the time he does to write instead of sleep. That is me making time. I don't watch tv, or socialize without my son. I'm doing this vastly without family help. No one steps in to give me a break and my partner works away from home. He occasionally gives me a few hours but is increasingly jealous of my writing and that is putting pressure on the relationship. I'm jealous of all his free evenings after work. Those few hours a week(which I don't always get) are the only thing keeping me sane. I need that time to pour myself into a page more than I need to maintain friendships where I can't be selfish for that short space of time. I don't want to spend that precious time explaining how hard my days are or listening to someone complaining about their kid doing stuff most kids do when I've spent the morning cleaning my son's shit off the bathroom wall, floor, door... I want to take that time to clear thoughts from my head or escape to another, better world. If that makes me a bad person, so be it. Rather an alive bad person than stick my head in an oven. I even gave up my job last year, because it came to a point I couldn't fit everything in and it was the job or writing had to go. I was only in the office 17 hours a week at that point and a good portion of that time ended up sucked up with caring, but still, I don't regret it.
My best friend is also family and she totally understands, which is probably why she is my best friend. If i say I can't see her, she accepts it without question and I don't have to worry about making up excuses she'll understand. I understand when she doesn't have time either. We don't pretend to make time that isn't there and unlike my friend growing up, I can take my son with me without her getting weird around him or judgemental, or worse, relieved it's me and not them.
I wouldn't be writing instead of here either before someone suggests this could have added to my wordcount.
I see here as part of my writing life. Keeping up with publishing, blogging, reading, it's all part of those few hours a week. Writing equals sanity for me and so yeah, I have no problem foregoing social or family events if it's a choice between that and writing.