Endless Obstacles to Writing

I was talking to a dear friend last night. She has the sort of karma where the craziest things happen to her. And I do mean crazy. Every day she tells me of something else that happened that I've never heard of happening to anyone else. Like a couple days ago people were checking the sewer lines for leaks and they blew smoke through it. I guess suddenly her bathroom filled with smoke and caused a panic. Her windows were duct taped shut because of hurricanes so she couldn't open them to air out the house. Apparently the workmen were unsympathetic and just told her to put water in the sinks and tub and then it won't leak through. Meanwhile, she is suffocating on smoke, running around filling things with water and trying to air out the house except the windows won't open.

And her family (which I dearly love) are all very boisterous people who can't help it when "things happen". lol. Calling her and finding out what happened today is like some sort of guilty pleasure where I get the next installment of my favorite soap opera. Poor woman.

So basically every time she sits down to write, something comes up to thwart her and suck up her time. On the bright side, she never seems to give up and has a great sense of humor about it, so more power to her.

Still, this has made me realize I am blessed with a surprising lack of distractions in life. For me, my only obstacles to writing are in my head and my day job. I have simplified everything to a few friends, my husband, dogs, cats and a house. Frankly, that's plenty. I don't know how people with kids or lots of friends ever get any writing done. My hat is off to them!

In the meantime, back to writing...