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Monday, August 31, 2009

Mapping Out Writing Time: The Countdown Begins...

...2 more days before the kids go back to school. 2 Days!

We are ready.

New school supplies. Check.

New backpacks and lunchboxes. Check.

We even survived shopping for new school outfits and shoes, which is not an easy task with three girls. Though, I'll admit, I should count my blessings. Ninja Girl and Princess Rock Star are at an age where they like anything I choose. Another plus, they're really good about wearing hand-me-downs...for now. It shouldn't come as any surprise, my biggest challenge proved to be Spy Girl. The most trouble, believe it or not, was not over clothes, but over a certain type of boot...

"Come on, Mom! Everyone has these." Spy Girl threw me one of those sad puppy-eyed looks that she thinks will make me feel sorry for her. "You didn't let me have them for two whole years and I'm growing older and want nice things." She held on to these chestnut brown boots as the sales woman stood a few feet away, waiting to scoop in at any sign of weakness.

The other two girls were across the store, looking for the perfect footwear to start off the new year. When they heard Spy Girl's voice curl into a whine, they came over, checking out the boot.

"Oh, Mom," Ninja Girl said. "I want those, too!" She walked over to the table and picked up a black boot, waving it in front of my face.

The heavy fragrance of the sales woman drew closer.

Wouldn't you know this particular brand even carries pink boots--which Princess Rock Star spotted in a second. "H has these same ones! Can I have them?" She jumped up and down, her voice carried throughout the store. "They're my favorite color!"

Needless to say, I left the store fast, with as much dignity as I could muster--a difficult task with three whining girls and a hovering sales woman, who told the girls, for my benefit, "You can always order these on-line...here's my card."

Spy Girl smiled and took the card. We left the store.

Clearly, my child has been deprived of the coolness factor, since she's been without these status boots for the past two years. But, do they have to be so ugly? And expensive? Gah! After a bit of thought, I told Spy Girl I'd buy them for her, if she paid for half. She put a bit of a fuss, but finally agreed.

$46 left to go.

Fifth grade will be interesting.

On the other extreme, my baby, Princess Rock Star, starts kindergarten! She can't wait. Me, on the other hand...all I can say is the first day of school is going to be tough. For me.

Though who knows what kindergarten will bring this year, what with the push to test kindergarteners. Thanks, Jen Robinson for the heads up! Our school only offers half day programs. In the beginning, I couldn't wait, because I kept dreaming of everything I could get done in this time. Think of all that could be done in a half day! Exercise, cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping, not to mention writing--this is the time I coveted for so long, since I don't have any help in taking care of the kids.

Of course reality soon hit when I received the letter from Princess Rock Star's teacher last week. A half day of kindergarten equals 2 1/2 hours--really about 2 hours of class time, when you count a half-hour buffer for dropping off and picking up from school. Ack!

Okay, 2 hours of free time. Need to reassess priorities and use this for writing.

No Internet.

No phone calls.

No housecleaning.

No grocery shopping.

No errand running.

No catching up with friends for coffee.

Only writing. Pure writing.

For 30 days. Because I feel like it.

Anyone in?


Nowheymama said...

She gave the card to you, or to the girls?! Either way--pushy!

Christine M said...

Sounds like you survived the back-to-school shopping extravaganza. Luckily my kids had what they needed for clothes - and 9 year old boys don't care if they have new stuff - and the middle school has a uniform, so no worries there!

Devoting 2 hours a day to writing - no interruptions. For 30 days. Sounds wonderful. Not sure I can commit to it though. I'll give it a try.

Vivian said...

Hee, hee. Sarah, the sales woman was pushy. She actually gave it to my daughter. I guess she figured my daughter would make the sale for her.

Uniforms are awesome. I miss those!

I need to commit to the 2 hours to focus on my deadline, but join in for any bit of writing time. I'd love the company!

Jeannine said...

Vivian, you are a hero shopping with three girls. All I can say is: whoa, and wouldn't you know with a fashionista at the helm. LL Bean sells those boots for less, but maybe she's tied to the brand. On the bright side, they don't have heels.

Good luck with your two pure writing dedicated hours! I'm happy to keep you company!

best wishes for fall! Jeannine Atkins

PJ Hoover said...

If it's two hours, make them golden. It sounds like you have the right idea - write.
Thursday marks my free days again. My younger one will be in pre-K. So excited for the writing time. I think I will appreciate it even more.

Vivian said...

Oh, I tried to have her look at other boots, though I'll have to check out the LL Bean one. The girls in her school are all tied to the labels--didn't think it would happen so early.

I'm glad you'll keep me company! Happy writing!

Yes, every bit of writing time is precious, isn't it? Good luck!

Solvang Sherrie said...

Two hours, 30 days, but weekends off? And Labor Day? I can do that =)

I actually didn't go on the internet at all on Friday and I got a lot done. It's a good thing to avoid sometimes!

Beth Kephart said...

But boy do you deserve this.

Vivian said...

Thank you! I can't wait to see what I can accomplish with this time. And no worries--I'll still be hanging around... ;-)

Love your enthusiasm for this. Yes! 30 days, 2 hours a day for dedicated writing time, school days only. Glad you're going to join in!

Buel said...

I find UGGS to be entirely hideous and expensive. I figured school would be hard for you, but yay to the free time. Good luck with it.