Where Did It Go??

I was on a roll last week. My goals were met, I loved my writing. I loved my story. Saturday evening, exhausted from dealing with the new and unwieldy demands of the Young Prince, I said... "Not tonight. I'll work on it tomorrow." Well, Sunday morning came with a nauseated Princess Rhiannon. Lots of nauseatin' all over the house. By the time that was taken care of and settled, the last thing I wanted to do was write. Which is odd, writing is not only what I love, it's relaxing for me, even the editing and revising.

So, I'm sitting here wondering.....where did it go? All that enthusiasm, I mean. I hate it when it just deserts me for no reason whatsoever.

However, I tried to go to bed and get some sleep three hours ago and all I could keep thinking about was the manuscript I didn't work on for two days and why I was wasting precious quiet, non-pukey time for something as petty as sleep??

I thought I could put it off. I tweeted. I lurked around some blogs-still have 63 to read. I accepted a friend request on facebook, Hi Karyn! I played fishworld on facebook. I caught up on everyone's status on facebook. I still am not tired.

Blogging was my last attempt. Apparently it won't work either. So I guess I'm off to work on my manuscript, even though I don't feel like it, obviously my brain thinks it is time.

Hope everyone has a wonderful Monday!