What Am I Waiting For?

I’m in a hurry!

That’s what today has felt like.

I haven’t gone fast enough to get anything done.

I had to make breakfast for the kid and myself. I had to take the kid to school. I had to go to the gym. I had to order two more school uniforms for the kid. I had to do laundry and fold it. I had to write and submit a piece for a magazine. I had to make lunch. I had to do the dishes.

And now I will have to go get the kid from school. Which also means that I will have to help with homework, and have to make dinner.

And in the end, I still don’t feel like I am going fast enough. I have three flash fiction pieces sitting in my end box that I want to read. I have four magazine articles that I want to finish reading. I have a new book that I got a month ago that I haven’t started yet. And I have been meaning to sketch a landscape for the past two days.

But I still haven’t made time to book the kid’s yearly physical, eye exam, and the car’s inspection is due.

Don’t get me started on balancing the checkbook and making extra credit card payments.

And then when I have a drink later, I wonder if my life would have been different if my student loan had been forgiven, or if I would have majored in international business.