I’ve been living my life like Tetris.
Every day is a line. I have to fit the blocks into the lines. The blocks are work, making dinner, washing and folding laundry, helping the kids with homework, paying bills, putting gas in the car and cleaning the house. And reading the kids their bedtime story. And maintaining my relationship with my boyfriend.
There are weird shaped groups of blocks – blocks that are hard to fit in. Those are doctors’ appointments, miscellaneous errands and working on my second book. Posting things to this Web site.
My work is a mini Tetris game within the big Tetris game. So is my budget.
I feel guilty when there are too many blank spaces in my lines. Blank spaces like waiting in line. Like buying things and then having to return them. Like sleep. Wasted time.
I cram as many blocks as I can into each line and clear the lines away one by one. But I have to wonder: Is anyone keeping score? Are my initials gonna end up on the screen?
Or am I just fighting to keep from seeing the words Game Over?
