“Come play with me.”
“Not right now, sweet thing, I have too much to do.”
“Okay, for just a half hour then. I promise to leave you alone for a while if you spend a half hour with me now.”
“I want to spend time with you; I have so much to do. I need to take a shower and get ready for the day. There is laundry, dishes, errands, my volunteering, not to mention the back yard. I should jump on the treadmill for 30 mins. I also need to keep working on the Christmas stockings I started to make back in January. I know it sounds stupid and not something I normally do. I keep telling myself everyone will love their personalized stocking. If I spend time with you, I get immersed in our time together and a half hour can turn into 4 hours or maybe goes on through the night.”
“Others spend the time, trust me, they do.”
“Others are much more disciplined and gifted than I am. Others have you oozing out of their pores. You attracted many, and most seem to know what to do with you. I am trying, believe me, I am trying to figure what to do with you. In the meantime, I have other things to do.”
“It seems like you have been saying that for such a long time.”
“Okay.” I say out loud as I sit down to write for a half hour that goes well into the night.