Well hello there, awesome Moxie-Dude readers!
I’ve been so involved in a little DIY home renovation project the last few days that I’ve hardly had time to avoid what I’m supposed to be doing – writing my book.
You see, for some reason Sunday night was “the day” that I decided it was time to rip up the carpet in my house: two sets of stairs and two landings.
You would think that ripping up carpet is the perfect little task for when you’re suffering from writer’s block (also known as PROCRASTINATION), but guess what? I WAS WRONG. And I have the blisters to prove it.
Usually when I can’t face the blank page I just water the plants and for some reason I got it in my head that maybe ripping up the carpet would be a more productive use of my procrastination time. WRONG AGAIN. Watering plants takes ten minutes. Ripping up carpet takes DAYS.
But I have to say that I’ve learned a lot about myself during this renovation process and was thinking that possibly carpet ripping is better than therapy. Not that I felt I needed therapy as of . . . we’ll say before Sunday night. It’s just that I’m discovering that ripping up carpet and pulling out staples and nails is a refreshing alternative to sitting in front of a computer all day.
Suddenly I’m questioning my purpose in life. Maybe I was meant to be a construction worker, specializing in carpet removal.
Note from the hamster: That’s ridiculous. You barely know what you’re doing. Clearly you’re extending the procrastination process.