The Mythical Day Off

A day off? Really. I’m sure many off you look forward to having that extra, magical 24 hours off. I know I do, yet it really isn’t time off. I clean the house, shop and catch up on chores around the house. And then ‘poof’ it’s gone and I’m rolling out of bed to take the dog for a walk before heading off to work.

So were does that extra time go today?

Frankly, I slept most of it away. I like to sleep. I imagine if there was a theme park created around mattresses and other comfy places to sleep I’d visit it. I’ve always wanted to try sleeping in a hammock.

But as the clock ticks toward wake-up and go to work hour, I am looking back on my weekend to see what exactly I’ve accomplished. I’ve answered lots of emails, sent out lots of review requests and tried to arrange a mini-blog tour for Blue Maneuver. I’ve celebrated my son’s 20th birthday and finished the quilt top for my oldest daughter. I’ve even managed to scrapbook 3 pages.

I’ve also scrubbed the floor and cleaned up after hurricane Jesse and her two day adventure of baking a 15 lb cake/pie thing. Then because I rise when it is dark out and don’t turn on the lights so as not to wake up the morning zombies, I managed to step in cat pooh and track it through the house and across all my recently cleaned floors.

Which then had to be recleaned.

Now, I’m writing my overdue blog after cutting my husband’s hair in exchange for him checking the oil level in my truck. The actual checking part would have been shorter, but the man can’t sit still and he keeps staring at me like we’re supposed to be doing something together. We did go for a walk and he helped make a new recipe for dinner.

After he heads out, there are more emails and such in my future and several more blogs to write for the upcoming mini-tour, plus emailing blog touring companies to arrange one on my behalf–if they take urban scifi books.

And tonight, while I’m scrapbooking a few more pages, I’m going to watch the Frontline investigation into nuclear power plants. That is if I can stay up that late. No where in there have I worked on my Valentine’s day book due in March. Somehow I write more productively when I’m working. Go figure.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at She’d love to hear from you.
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