She will want to build a life.
It rained at the beginning of school break. I discovered my window was leaking. It didn’t seem to need much, maybe new caulk.
When that was finished, I painted the sill. I discovered other parts of the room which needed a touch up.
Do you see where this is going?
I spent much of the break fixing, painting, home repairing, and cleaning out clutter.
I don’t consider this a distraction but another aspect of my being.
As writers, we need to be vigilant about distractions, but we also need to feed the other parts of us which make us who we are.
Home repairs remind me I’m strong and self sufficient. The accomplishment feeds my brain much needed dopamine we don’t always receive from writing.
Home repairs remind me I’m capable and flexible. My writing schedule sometimes gets the better of me and I become all work and no play.
Home repairs are nostalgic. My father raised us to do for ourselves. And it got me pretty far.
Honoring all parts of ourselves is an investment to those who surround us as well as to our writing.
It makes us better humans and more invested writers.