Why I'll Never Be Published

After looking at the date on my last post, I quickly realize why I have never been published...I don't write anything! I wonder if it is too late to change my slacker ways, or if I should once again give myself permission to put this aspiration behind everything else in my life; kids, husband, day job, house cleaning, dog walking, snow shoveling, laundry...

I've always been a procrastinator, but usually the fear of getting fired, yelled at, shamed (you get the point), is enough to motivate me to complete whatever task lay at hand, and usually with quite decent results, if I do say so myself. So that leads me to wonder if there has ever been a time in my life when I was honest with myself about my priorities and what makes me happy. Did I go to school, get married, have kids, buy a bigger house, buy another car, set unrealistic standards for the cleanliness of my home, etc, etc, etc, in an attempt to keep everyone around me happy because that was what they wanted for me, or because it was easier to do that than to admit I might not have the talent to do things that would really fulfill me?

Or perhaps this is all a reaction to the Sudafed and Vicks Vaporub...I think I'm going to go back to bed now...

PS - Could someone remind me why it's not completely insane to live in a climate where there is snow on the ground for 6 months of the year.