For the last several months I have been telling myself to just wait until May, wait until May. Once we get to May the busy-ness of school will be behind us and then the focus of writing will be ahead.
May has brought field trips, migraines, forgotten appointments and pure chaos. So I find myself waiting...
But in that wait I realize, there is nothing stopping me from writing. So what if it's not at a cute little coffee shop with my laptop with me looking important? There is nothing wrong with having my tablet (or paper and pencil) in the car with sweats on at whatever sport practice the kids have going on. (And that allows a free edit when I type it up!)
It doesn't have to be perfect when I write and I can get there now. Like right now while I'm waiting for the dog to get done at the vet.
The lesson learned? Don't wait.
How many opportunities pass us by because we are waiting for the "perfect" moment? There is no perfect moment. There will always be something than can get in the way if you let it.