Before I reveal my amazing discovery. Let me tell you, it was HOT today! And it’s only June. Okay, end of May, almost June.
It was so hot that I couldn’t bring myself to mow the lawn. What was my husband thinking? Instead, I brought my kids to the lake after school today and – I actually kept my feet in the water. And if you know me, that is truly amazing. It definitely helped that it was 90 degrees, which is truly incredible for New Hampshire. Plus, it’s been high 80s all week.
So, while I stood at the water’s edge contemplating at how refreshing a dip in the lake would feel and wishing I’d worn my bathingsuit (kinda), it hit me – a task so stressful that it quite honestly uses up my full mental capacity.
A conversation? Impossible.
Plotting while my kids swim? No way.
Fantasizing about a book deal? Not gonna happen.
And here it is – the one thing that is way harder than keeping track of a runaway plot:
Keeping track of my kids in the water when a dozen other little boys have blonde hair too! And someone is trying to talk to me. Scary! Heck, if I can do that, I can write a story.