A message from the universe

You know how sometimes you read or hear the same message everywhere?  It’s like the universe is trying to tell you something.

The message I’ve been getting — and am finally understanding — is that because I have a full-time job, in my spare time I can either write, keep my house clean, or exercise.  But I can’t do all three.

Lately I’ve been choosing to write.

This weekend, when I’m not trying to squeeze in 8 hours of work, plus an hour commute, plus some family time and some writing, I might clean my house.