Inspired

What a word! What a process! When am I inspired? If I’m know visitors are coming I’m inspired to clean my house. When the sun comes up, it is supposed to inspire me to get out of bed. I read a post, see a photo or a prompt and I can be inspired to write a short story. But this morning I’m faced with a dilemma, when inspiration becomes a temptation.

We have several renovation jobs that I would like completed. I was reminded recently that I once told my husband that I wanted it all done by the time I reach sixty years of age. It would have been better for him not to remind me of that as I had forgotten all about that deadline. So now that he has reminded me I have spent several nights lying awake trying to figure out how I can complete all these jobs with no money, no energy and no help and so I’m not feeling very inspired at all.

I have a feeling that this story hasn’t even been started yet but there is my dilemma and right now I have two shearers who want pancakes for morning tea so inspired or not I need to stop here.

Since my wonderful mother can no longer be my sounding board, those of my friends who are kind enough to read my work, I could use your feedback. Thanks in advance.

Helen Brown