On any given day, I wear at least two hats: wife, mother.  On most days, however, there are quite a few more: lawyer, writer, cook, bookkeeper, chauffeur.  I don’t have quite as many hats as Dr. Seuss' Bartholomew Cubbins, but some days it feels that way.

This week was my son’s 9th birthday, so I was a social director and a party planner.   I have a lot of lawyerly work to do, and it is the beginning of the month, so I was wearing my lawyer hat, my bookkeeper hat, and my billing administrator hat.    I am serving as a first line judge in a writing contest, so I have been wearing my judge hat, which is still new and a little bit uncomfortable, but I rather like how it looks.  This past week I also wore a stylish new critique partner hat, a tattered and muddy Cub Scout Den Leader hat, a colorful Sunday School teacher hat, a nurse cap, and too many others to name.

What, you may ask, is the point of this recitation?  I realized as I was on my way back from a Cub Scout campout that I had to post something today, but I hadn’t written anything yet.  This is what came to me, fueled by too little sleep, a layer of grime, very weak tea and some stale donuts.  While I was driving home, I was reflecting on what it was I had been doing to get so little writing done this week, and when I started to catalog everything, it’s astonishing that I actually managed to sleep.  Oh wait, I didn’t.

In order to make some time for myself and my WIP, I am keeping this post short.  So tell me: What kinds of hats do you wear?  How do you make time for all the things in your busy life?  How do you make time to write?

Until next time, when it is hoped that I will have a bit more in the tank,

Marin