Man, this was Kick-in-the-Teeth Weekend around here. I feel like I got run over by the...no, not a funny metaphorical truck. A real actual truck. With chains on the tires.
The challenge here is to maintain the high level of art-n-writin' output despite said kick in teeth. Sick kids, a car that smells like barf, total fucking exhaustion, some serious scheduling snafus and random interpersonal unpleasantness, a week that promises to be awful thanks to continuing coughing and hacking on the part of Smallest Child (and therefore no respite of preschool), broken appointments, bleah.
Somehow we have to wedge creativity in there. It's good practice, I guess, for what the world is going to feel like IF I get into school. How to make things when every bit of energy goes to keeping me functioning and on an even keel? If you have answers I would love to have 'em.