When Deadline is King

Digging deep in the archives for this one tonight because my blog keeps crashing on me while I try to write new words and its this or I have to rob a bank to buy a new Macbook after I spike this one into the ground if I lose another post in the middle of trying to publish it. This post originally appeared on Aspiring Mama in July. Happy #NaBloPoMo. I've been publishing. To hell with linking up anywhere because it's a miracle I got this far. 

Resilience by Pauline Campos  

Resilience by Pauline Campos  

It's hard being the creative one in the relationship.

We are never not working. Even when we think we aren't we are. Vacations and conferences and business trips put us behind the behind we already were and then we stress and we try to balance family first and sometimes it works...

and sometimes it doesn't. 

It's hard being the creative one in the relationship.

But I think, if I'm being honest, it's harder being the one committed to the creative. Nights off are not always nights off. And time alone to celebrate being in the same house again after time apart are put off to meet deadlines missed because wifi on the train home was spotty at best. 

The deadline is always king. 

He took tonight off work to be with us. We got a few hours in watching a movie and eating dinner. And now he's in the room and I'm on the couch, laptop fired up, because it is what it is. 


I wish *it* came with the ability to freeze time and a personal assistant willing to work for smiling emojis.

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