My life is anything but normal, or the same each day. It’s not all because of the imaginary people who I have floating around in my head, it’s our life. It’s so far from normal that we barely use that word with the walls of our home. We’ve created a saying “normal is only a setting on the dryer,” and how appropriate it is.
Raising your high-functioning Autistic son with a heavy side dose of Aspergers has it challenge, but so does life. It’s become a juggling act; especially for me.
This week I realized that my deadline is fast approaching to have my manuscript done, along with how many days away my first author event is, then the prior engagements of commitments for the next few weeks and months.
Taking a mental break away from the evil social media that sucks you in like a virus, I went to bed Friday night with plans to wake early and start my day. I mean it’s the weekend, and who isn’t busy with chores, and errands? Things start out well and then I go to check my emails, yes one simple email can turn your day into an out of control tornado.
No need to panic, as we always have a plan B, but until that plan is realized you have a slight panic. I am a creature of habits, one that likes things to flow as they should be. So when something goes a little hay-wired, I lose focus. This happens all before that first cup of coffee is placed into my veins.
An hour later after my friend roped me back in from jumping off that ever ending cliff that we balance on, I shove the boys out the door for some downtime. Now is when I need to quickly rush around as I get myself ready for errands. I’m that one person that honestly hates to go in town and shop these days. I know, I might need to have this looked at but dealing with traffic, people, and complete madness is not at the top of my list.
Errands done with enough time to spare for a quick glance at social media before I need to be somewhere else. A nice evening with the girls, wine, and some fun painting is in stored. Just what my maxed out brain needed at the time. I truly enjoyed myself and it was a much-needed mental break, and a great way to end my stressful day.
Sunday…. Oh how I welcome the normal lazy Sunday….
Not today it isn’t, I have a deadline and a huge goal to reach. In less than a month I need to finish the last 40,000 words to my master piece. That one story that has been getting re-worked, revamped, edited and of course will get published this year. That is if we all agree to give the time and space needed for this project to be completed.
Most days, my son talks my ear off (not complaining as for years he didn’t speak) as I try to focus on the words that need to flow across the screen. This little known fact is the reason I usually write at night, when the house is all mine and all the little creatures are in bed asleep. This morning proved me wrong. My sweet child gave me his blessing to hangout with the strange people who I’ve created. It was the cutest thing ever as he understands that mommy is stressed and sucks at juggling more than a few things these days. Of course I ran with this blessing, and prayed the whole time the computer was starting up that my mental friends were awake and ready to roll.
All this time one of my biggest supporters has been him, and for my little man to step aside and give me the time that was needed, I’m thankful.
This might not be your normal, but it’s ours for today. Tomorrow will come and new challenges will arise. Will I get to write in the evening, who knows, but today it worked and 7,000 words later I’m sitting her writing this blog post as a wrap of my weekend.
Never accept normal, it’s boring and dull and who likes to be that? We sure don’t, so for now, we take it one day at a time. That’s all any of us can do, it’s hard to just go with the flow and not worry about the socks getting folded. Today it wasn’t important, just like reaching a 10,000 word goal for the day isn’t important. What matter is that today was our normal and after I sign off from here, I get to go hang out with the one that’s shown me the world through his eyes.
It’s a better view from where we sit, and one I’d never change. The colors are brighter, the sounds are quieter, and all the pieces fit together like they should.
This is our normal. This is our life and we welcome you to take the journey with us each week as we travel along a road that might have bumps, but each bump is worth it as we hurl over it towards the goal in the end.
I’m not just an author, mother, wife, or co-worker. I’m me the person behind the scenes that runs our house, develops some pretty cool people who like to swoon you with words, and a lover that loves with all her heart, but best of all I don’t like normal anymore.
I’ve decided that most Monday Blog post will be about our life as we take this journey of the new normal for us. It’s not about Autism, work, or writing, it’s accepting the fact that life throws you a hardball and we have to learn to juggle new things, and new dreams.
Deadlines to meet, covers to reveal, books to release and a house to keep in order.
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