My manuscript is officially late.

I had to send a sad little pleading email to my editor who is far too nice to me.  She graciously gave me until Monday to finish.  As of this morning, that was three extra days.  Three full 24-hour cycles.

So, naturally given this extra time I got right to work.  Maybe I’ll even finish early and surprise her, I said to myself as I made my tea and settled in to create . . . well, a masterpiece.  It was about seven in the morning, everything is a potential masterpiece at that hour.

I was ready, all this extra time. Fingers on home row, I typed http://www.pinterest.com.  I swear to you when I looked up next it was time for lunch.

But, lest you think I’m a complete late slacker, procrastinator, second rate hack. There was value in my diversion. I found this fabulous picture and this quote from Sarah Silverman.

“I feel like it’s a part of, as soon as a woman gets to an age where she has opinions and she’s vital and she’s strong, she’s systematically shamed into hiding under a rock.”

That, my dear funny lady Sarah, is the truest of truths and I, for one, will not go under that rock. I will instead strive to be one of these lovely ladies, although I think I’d like one of those flowery swim caps to go with my badass bathing suit.

Time was not wasted today, sometimes it’s important to look at pictures and read. Thank you, Pinterest, but I really need to get back to work now.

My thoughts from the laundry room. Clap Off.

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