I think it’s safe to say that’s where I am at right now. I’m so tired that I could cry. In fact, I have cried about it a few times in the last couple of days!
I faked motivation this morning and cleaned the house, so at least I’m feeling less like a crappy wife than I was earlier. Now I just have to fake some motivation and get some writing done – no matter how bad it might turn out to be.
It’s not about the quality of the writing first time around, it’s about the fact that I’m still writing, still moving forward and making progress, even if I have to make some changes later on.
All I seem to have energy for at the moment is being a good mum. At least I can be good at that. It’s an important thing to be good at.
Anyway, I’ve had one more coffee than I should have, the girls are both asleep, so I should start pretending I’m motivated and get that writing done while I have the time.