Work and Work

There just isn't any getting around Mondays is there? You have two days to rest from five days of everything possible crammed into them, and just when it seems you almost have recovered your energy Monday comes again. O. Well.

While working at the "day job" today, i.e. call center - my head kept returning to the story I am currently working on, as well as some ideas for cleaning up a short story I have recently completed.

A couple of years ago I would have been so annoyed that there just wasn't enough time to get the story written that it would have made it almost impossible to complete. Now, with time really crunched, it seems there is more time to write now than when there was all the time in the world to do nothing but write. Why is it that when you have enough time to do what you need you never get around to what you need to do, but when there are constraints upon your time there is suddenly time to do almost everything you need?

This is truly one of the greatest mysteries of the universe!