I had every intention of creating an actual post today. I woke up (late) feeling refreshed and ready to be productive. I was determined to remain focused all day; to finish the work I’ve been brushing off to the side, to sit and write and create until I was not only content with my work, but overjoyed with it’s brilliant completion.

And then I got to my office (half an hour late). The power is out. My work laptop was running on a critically low battery of 4%, the Wi-Fi was out of commission, and I would be unable to receive any phone calls. Normally, I’d be elated over this situation; no one at work could bother me because I’d be unreachable. (Okay, fine, I’d be a little disappointed with the Wi-Fi… I mean, c’mon, I thrive on the internet. Without it, I’m lost.) But, then again, this is my job. I’m paid to be reachable, to answer phone calls and email information and create invoices in Excel. Not to mention, I have things due tomorrow. Things that need to be printed. Our printers don’t work!

So, with this new “no power” development, I’m stuck charging my laptop in a nearby Starbucks, trying to revise invoices with the little information available to me in a crowded coffee shop. Heaven forbid I bring the hard copies along, only to be stained by over-filled coffee cups and danish crumbs.

If that isn’t bad enough, I’m in a bit of trouble at work (yet again). Things that were due and meant to be corrected were not submitted and it’s been almost two months. I’m a procrastinator; work is never completed until I’m “in the mood.” Which is a terrible way to live life, by the way. To do things only when the mood strikes? You’ll survive in a constant rut of apathy with the occasional burst of passion that refuses to linger.

Anyway, this is a nonsense post. I know that I’ve been apologizing far too often as of late. I’m sorry, I can’t help it (there I go again). Alright, fine, that’s a lie, I can totally help it. I just need to buckle down and commit to something. And that’s something that’s difficult for me to do…

I’ve been thinking that I want to write a novel. I have no idea how to write a novel. I don’t even have a basic plot line in mind. No particular message or lesson. So, we’ll see where that goes.

I think that’s all I can commit to for now, guys. Sorry. Again. For the bajillionth time. Such is life.