#1629 Day 131 of getting there: one step closer

Oh wow. The feeling of relief, of relaxation, tiredness even… is immense.

But also, there is exhilaration.

I have to thank Hubbie and baby girl. They let me do my thing these last few days, escape to quiet rooms of the house, yell at them to not yell, and even run upstairs onto our bed where I could truly be at peace.

To write.

I sacrificed a lot. Baby girl’s school work. She did maybe a task a day.

The cooking. It was either Hubbie doing it or grabbing some kind of half-healthy takeaway.

The time. Instead of spending time with my family, I was furiously going over and over and over my manuscript, trying to get it up to the standard I would be okay with, before sending it off for a competition tonight.

Don’t mention the cleaning.

Don’t mention the washing.

Don’t mention the clothes hanging up in the house waiting to be put away.

Don’t mention anything to do with the house!

The phone calls. The jobs I put off. I sacrificed so much, and I would do it all again.

You know what? Because I love it.

When you find that which you’re passionate about, you want to spend as much of your life doing it, right?

If my house, the washing, even some odd jobs have to suffer I WILL TAKE IT.

Because I’d rather be known as ‘that writing gal,’ than the woman who had a clean house.

Really. What is important here?

(Having said all that, I’m actually aching to clean every crevice of the house tomorrow!)

Anyway… the mad rush is over. 88 thousand words have been submitted, and I couldn’t be happier.

It’s not even about whether I win or not. I honestly doubt I will. But I proved to myself that I could hit the deadline, I pushed myself to re-edit and re-structure my novel, and if you think about it, regardless of the results, I am one step closer to getting there.

And one step closer is a great place to be.

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