Hey there, awesome readers!

As I write this it’s just after 3 p.m. (in the afternoon, obviously) and I’ve decided to ditch the rest of my day and write.

Ditch the rest of my day? Who am I kidding?

I’ve been putting off cleaning the bathroom and it’s either write, or start day drinking. Either way, it’s procrastination.

But day drinking… Hmmm…

Wait!

Nope. I’m going to keep my skinny ass glued to this chair and WRITE, damn it. It doesn’t matter that I’m not even sure what I’m going to write about. Something will pop up. Eventually.

Give me a minute as I stare out my window…

Oh! My mind just went to a day job I used to have.

Some of you may know that I used to work in advertising. Yup. I was a copywriter for big brands. It was fun.

Let me rephrase that. It was fun on most days. It was fun when the ideas flowed (in the right direction), and the clients loved the ideas. It wasn’t so much fun when the clients didn’t love the ideas. That happens more often than you think.

I remember one time when my boss at the time said I wasn’t strategic. This was about 30 years ago but I think about it a lot. Like when I’m cleaning the bathroom and I put the shampoo and conditioner back in the exact same spots so that I can use them in the right order when I can’t see because I have soap in my eyes. How’s that for strategic, former boss?

Or when I buy toilet paper for the same said bathroom and store it IN the bathroom so that it’s where you need it, when you need it. Again. Strategic.

It’s only fair to say that this boss also had nice things to say to me. Like the time he said, “You have great ideas, Mona. They just need to make sense.”

And you know what happens when you feel appreciated, right? Well, let me tell you that after he said that I really went to town with ideas. The more he applauded my work, the more I wanted to work. (And the more I went back to the proverbial writing board.) That’s human nature. Or maybe science.

Well, here we are almost 400 words into this blog post. See? I told you something would pop up. I started with no idea what to write about and here I am proving that my creative process is 13% making myself stay seated at my desk and 97% avoidance. (And 100% broken math.)

Oh, and look at the time! It’s almost 4 o’clock. It’s happy hour! Guess it’s too late to clean the bathroom now.

There’s always tomorrow.

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