Permission denied!

It doesn't take much of a reason for me not to write, but that kind of thinking isn't going to get a book written, now, is it? Here are the days when letting myself off the hook is easiest:

Work Days. Well, this one is a no-brainer. Who wants to spend a couple of hours looking at a computer screen when you've already put in a considerable part of the day doing just that?

Cleaning Days. These don't occur with enough frequency around my house to be quick and painless , so if I have scheduled a date with the vacuum cleaner, dust rag, and mop, my computer most likely sits idle.

Gardening Days are both all-absorbing and exhausting. Enough said.

Days When the Party Is At Our House are too chock full of shopping, cooking, and cleaning (see Cleaning Days, above) to make room for creative thinking and word processing.

Ditto for The Day Before the Party.

And what would a Holiday be if you had to work? Well, it wouldn't be a holiday, would it? Unfortunately, this reasoning usually comes into play on Weekends, too.

I'd like to tell you that from now on it will be "Permission denied" when I ask if I can have the day off, but I don't have that kind of faith in myself. So how do I find the discipline to recapture many of these lost days? You tell me . . .