I’m speeding out of control, in a cart, with no brakes. The road I’m on has hairpin turns, scary cliffs, and oncoming traffic. Okay. Not literally. It was a dream I had on Sunday night—or Monday morning. But that's not important. One doesn’t have to have a chat with Sigmund Freud to interpret what’s happening in my subconscious. I’ve been burning the candle at both ends lately. My upcoming book, Rest in Peace, had a tentative publish date of April 28—I say tentative because I’m an indie author and deadlines are self-imposed. Not only did the 28th pass by without a completed book, I haven’t been able to work on it for over a week. No time in my schedule. I wear many figurative hats which include, but are not exclusive to, mom, wife, author, photographer, cook, maid, and animal wrangler. I’m sure you can relate to the chapeau metaphor.
|L-R: Hannibal sporting his dapper tie, Hannibal biting (of course,) Kitten Face getting into trouble, and looking sweet and innocent.|
|L-R: My latest photography "gigs". Pre-prom photo shoot and a country-themed wedding.|
The author hat is pretty self-explanatory since Broads of a Feather is an indie romance author blog shared by Robin Janney and myself. It’s my official job since I earn a living from it. The photographer hat stems from my favorite hobby. I love recording events one frame at a time and digital cameras make it so much easier. I like the instant gratification of seeing the shot immediately after I click the shutter. Don’t like the shot? *Delete* So easy. There is also a multitude of free online photo editing software out there. My favorite site is picmonkey.com just because it is extremely user friendly. I had Photoshop installed at one time, but felt like I needed a degree in software engineering to understand it. I don’t want to split the atom, Photoshop Designers. I just want to remove red eye, cover up blemishes, and add a sepia finish. Sheesh. My latest photography “jobs” were a pre-prom photo shoot and a wedding. I can’t really call photography a true job since I do these projects for free. I love being able to give friends and family a unique keepsake of their special events. My work is well-known within our community. I get asked to do senior photos and weddings all the time. Unfortunately, I have to turn them down due to time constraints and because of my temperamental Kodak Easy Share camera has outlived it's lifetime. Perhaps a fancy new 18 megapixel camera will encourage me to take on a few jobs in the near future. For now, I simply enjoy photography as a hobby.
|L-R:Some of my culinary creations; baked brie in puff pastry, clams and spaghetti, lemon/blueberry tart, my "Shroomin'" pizza.|
My other hats can be put into one category: housewife. Our family keeps me busy. It’s my most important job. My youngest is special needs and requires more of my attention. We’re entering into IEP meeting time. She transitions from middle school to high school this year. While I know everything will go well, I can’t help but feel a little anxious in anticipation. I think it stems from the fact I’m always second guessing what we do for her. The nagging question of “Could we be doing more for her?” is always at the back of my mind. My oldest just took her SAT’s this past weekend. She was very nervous. So nervous in fact, she said her hand was shaking so badly when she was signing in she was worried her signature wouldn’t match the signature on her ID and the testing officials would boot her out. She’s pretty sure she’ll have to take them again. As for the cook hat, I love to cook for my family. I have them spoiled rotten. They each have their favorite Mom recipes and place requests frequently. Sometimes, they even agree on the same dish.
Back to the runaway cart analogy. I'm feeling a little stressed out right now. So many things need my attention. I can’t be in two places at the same time so I have to prioritize and learn to say no when things can’t be squeezed into my already full schedule. I always feel badly for saying no to someone. Guilt sucks and I truly like helping people. In order to keep my sanity, I have to get over the guilt. With that being said, my dream made me reevaluate my life. While I will manage to juggle everything that has me bogged down at the moment, I need to focus on the gig that helps pay the bills.
How do the rest of you manage your “hats?” Do you have a hard time saying no to people? C’mon, dish!!