All blog posts start with a blank page. And somehow get filled with thoughts.
The blank page is a bit daunting if you don’t feel as if you’re in a creative mood. But I find just starting to type something, anything, often loosens up the brain cells.
I’m trying to get back into blogging regularly, as it’s something I miss doing. With limited time to myself it’s difficult to find enough hours. But do I really need hours? Most blog post take 20 minutes or so to write, the rest is just polishing, adding images, amending settings and finally deciding it’s ready and clicking on the publish button.
There’s no point in dwelling on what used to work for me, or what my best day would look like. I live in a different world now. One with a small person. A lovely, curious and funny small person, but one who takes up all my time when she’s with me, and is only away from me for specific hours on 3 days.
Some days I feel as if I’ve got lots of time and energy, and some of that may then get used for writing. But often I’m just tired, either physically or mentally, and just don’t have the interest in writing anything.
I’m an organised person, a project manager, but freelance life and mum life can be too unpredictable to put in place a fixed routine for those 3 days. All I can do for now is muddle through. Write short lists of my daily and weekly priorities, and make sure I do those. And try to make sure writing is one of those things that happens each week.
I’m still experimenting with what works for me, finding the best types of projects to take on that fit with my lifestyle, the ones I enjoy the most. And the ones that will allow me some writing time. It’s something I like about being freelance, yet equally find frustrating!
I don’t think there is an easy answer on how to manage my time, how to get the important stuff done, and how to find time for the things that are important to me. But as with writing this blog post, I just have to get on with it. Start and see where it takes me, adapt along the way, stop and reflect every now and then.
And here as if by magic is the end of the blog post. I started, I typed, and here I am……
Not the blog post I’d planned to write, actually. I had a topic, I had something drafted. But it didn’t feel right. This one did.