· (I asked Carrie how she ever finds time to write, what with raising such a lovely, large family. This is what she said...)
Typical two hours in the Filetti home:
Typical two hours in the Filetti home:
7:00 a.m. The three youngest boys 9, 7, and 5, are up and on their way down to play video games. They have been dreaming of ‘Mario Kart’ all night. I hear 9-year-old telling his brothers to, ‘Be quiet, Mom & Dad are sleeping.’
7:05 a.m. I groan. Morning has come too early. I shake husband. Get him up for work. As I stumble downstairs, to pack husband’s lunch and find him a clean towel, I’m asking myself why I went to bed at 3:00am? Where is that towel? I know it was down here!
7:08 a.m. Not a clean towel in the house. Crap! Husband not happy about using the dirty one that smells of toothpaste. At least the kids are brushing their teeth.
7:18 a.m. While making husband’s lunch I listen to random nonsense about a dream 13- year- old daughter had & why so and so is mad at so and so & why yellow is a better color than purple & why she needs an ipod touch, and why…, okay, you get the picture. I nod and smile. I love that she likes talking to me.
7:30 a.m. Teen talking has stopped for a moment as I hug and kiss husband then wave at the door as he drives away for the day. 13-year-old daughter is still gagging at parent’s affection. At least she knows we love each other.
7:35 a.m. 11-year-old daughter yells from top of stairs asking if she can come down and play Mario Kart. I yell up, while wiping off counter, “You’re still grounded! Have you written your report on obedience yet?...well, get to it!” At least she’s doing it.
7:40 a.m. 11-year-old daughter has just been caught by 13-year-old big sister for rolling her eyes and mocking me behind my back. 13-year-old is looking out for her mom.
7:45 a.m. 11-year-old daughter is now crying. Along with her obedience report, she now has another one, ‘Honoring Her Mother’. I know in this report she will express how much she loves me and how sorry she is.. I know it is sincere.
7:50 a.m. I run to the other side of the house, and up those stairs. I wake 12-year- old son and remind him it’s garbage day. The can is overflowing! He’s already done it. What a good boy!
8:00 a.m. I put towels in dryer. Load washer with spider-man sheets. 7-year-old had an accident. He stripped the bed all by himself and took a shower without being told. I now know where the clean towel went. I have to smile.
8:10 a.m. I visit bathroom & throw cold water over face. I want to go to bed. Instead, I check emails. Not much has changed since I checked them 5 hours ago. Still, I have sometime before 15-year-old daughter comes in ready for me to take her to her summer babysitting job.
8:20 a.m. I work on a story idea.
8:30 a.m. 3 little boys are hungry. I remind 13-year-old daughter that it’s her day to pour cereal and milk in 3 bowls for her brothers. I know…it’s so hard! She rolls her eyes. She now has a report due. She will never complain about that chore again.
8:45 a.m. Back at story idea.
8:55 a.m. I’m now in the car waiting for 15-year-old daughter to get off family computer. I’d honk the horn, but it doesn’t work. Instead I yell out the window. On the way to babysitting job, I explain the importance of getting to work on time. She doesn’t roll her eyes; she has since learned that lesson.
Back at home I notice I have a new notification on facebook. I check it. 15 year old daughter has left me a message. She tells me she ‘loves me and to take the time for my story today.’ I feel guilty that I yelled. I message back telling her she makes my heart sing.
And so the day continues. How do I find time to write? It’s simple. It’s family. Even though there are bumps along the way, useless arguments, rolling of ones eyes, I have been blessed with a spectacular family. We aren’t perfect but we are supportive of each other. My children are excited for my stories. They gather round and listen as I read them my tales. They sketch my characters. They write me little notes of encouragement. They won’t let me give up. Because of them, I do find the time to write. They give me that time by being good kids. We are a strong family and because of that, we are united. http://www.authorcarriefiletti.com http://awrenslife.blogspot.com