Finding balance

My writing time has shriveled away to nothing this week.  I don’t know where my free time has gone.  Actually, I *do* know where it went, and it was good. 

First, my widow friends and our off-spring had a great evening at Chuck E. Cheese.  They played and we sat around and talked about all sorts of things.  At one point, the topic got pretty emotional.  I laughed and said that our counselor would soon be forbidding us to get together on our own. That lightened things up a bit.

Also this week, we spent an evening at Cindy‘s house.  We met her parents, who have been visiting from Canada.  They are just as nice as her, which is no surprise at all.  Cindy cooked up a wonderful dinner and we enjoyed a couple of bottles of wine (one better than the other).

Life is quite a balancing act.  The challenge is to find just the right balance between family, friends, work, running, writing, and whatever else lands on your plate.  Of course a good bottle of red wine sure helps too.

There is more balancing ahead of me as I take on a new commitment.  It will be tricky but I’ll manage.  I always do.