My 15-year-old son David is on study leave at the moment, preparing for his 10 GCSEs. He seems pretty laid back about them.
It means he is around the house all day and pops in to my study where I am always beavering either at my work or blogging.
In my pre-blog days (hard to remember them now), I often started the day with an early morning dip at my gym. It’s difficult to recall the number of times I have done that since starting this blog in February.
So as David is keen on fitness, he insisted this week that I put my swim before my early morning blog. I did that today and it has totally disrupted my morning.
I returned home ravenous and tucked into a mountain of Marmite sandwiches, which defeats the whole object of going as I have just lost a stone and can fit into my favourite pink Capri pants again (see pic during hols to North Norfolk) – once the sun comes out.
My priority then is to catch up with my paid work, but I get twitchy if I haven’t posted by 10am – it is now past 1pm.
How am I going to achieve a life balance around blogging? I also need to practise the clarinet daily too and this gets neglected. It’s a tough one.
You just have to start at 5am 🙂
See http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2005/05/how-to-become-an-early-riser/
I still wouldn’t have time to get everything done, I could do with a few more hours in the day. The trouble is I enjoy so many varied activities. Blogging is fun, but very time consuming.
My advice would be to ditch the clarinet, unless you are very good at it!
I gave it up aged 16 after being told by my music teacher that I would “never be good enough to play in ensembles whose musicianship I respected.”
I couldn’t possibly give up the clarinet. I aspire to play the adagio from Mozart’s Clarinet Concerto and one day I will do it, maybe not very well, but my very best.
I was a late learner, only the last three years, and I do get immense pleasure from it. I’m playing some Gershwin at the moment.
I will soon be good enough to join a group of musicians in Cambridge, then I plan to join the Ely Sinfonia. Most of their clarinetists are about 70, so I have a few years yet.