The Clock is Ticking

I can hear the clock ticking on my motherhood freedom. Tick. One hour and thirty minutes. Tick. One hour. Tick. One half of an hour. Tick. My final minutes are winding down before my two daughters are home from school and off for Thanksgiving Break. Luckily for me, my five year old son has school until November 21. I am going to remain positive and remind myself that at least with the girls off I won't have to be up and out of the house by 7:15 a.m. for the next ten days! There is nothing pleasant about herding four non-morning children out of the house at that hour. I will hopefully be able to use that extra hour to my advantage to work on more of my N.Y.T. Bestseller. I am really in a groove right now. I am working with a great group of characters that seem to stimulate that part of my brain that allows me to write without too much pause. I can honestly say I have never felt writing to be as easy as it is now. Tick.Tick.Tick. My final seconds are winding down and I have to get into the "mom taxicab" for afternoon pick ups. Later!