Do you find you have to have things around you JUST SO before you can comfortably dissertate? I usually dissertate in my bedroom, where the feng sui is best. Today, due to a set of circumstances not worth going into, I'm dissertating downstairs at my dining room table. Before I could even think of writing, I had to change the tablecloth, clean up toys, straighten and de-lint a sofa cover, and generally de-clutter. I even had to wipe off the kitchen counters and sweep the kitchen floor, even though I can't see them from where I'll be sitting. I would be able to see them in my mind's eye.
Some would identify this as an age-old procrastination technique used by undergraduate and graduate students alike, but I really think there's more to it than that--a sort of boundarylessness that exists between the psyche and the outside world. Does this make me an ego-maniac?
There's an ice storm going on that's been raging since last night, and it's supposed to turn into a down-right blizzard this afternoon--12 inches of snow are predicted. This means my husband doesn't have to work today, which means he can watch the kids, which means a writing day for me. Thank you, Mother Nature!
