Because I have no good excuse to not write

Because of life.
Because of time.
Because of too little time.
Because of too much time.
Because I’m at a renaissance festival.
Because I’m preparing for a renaissance festival.
Because I’m recovering from a renaissance festival.
Because I have to do dishes.
Because I have to do laundry.
Because I have to cook dinner.
Because I have to do more dishes.
Why are there still dirty dishes?
Because I’ve been reading too much.
Because I haven’t been reading enough.
Because I’ve been reading the wrong things.
Because I’m busy.
Because I’m bored.
Because I have to work.
Because I have to play.
Because I have to exercise.
Because I have to write down that I exercised.
Because I’m making plans to hang with friends.
Because I’m driving to see my friends.
Why do all my friends live so freaking far away?
Because I need to update Facebook so my friends know I got home safe and didn’t die on the highway.
Because I’m sleepy.
Because I can’t sleep.
Because the neighbors have their TV on too loud.
Because the other neighbors are having a party and drunk people are being shouty in the parking lot until 3:00 AM.
Because once the neighbors shut the f—— up, my cat starts to make noise.
Because I have library books that I need to return.
Because before returning my library books I have to review them on Goodreads.
Because I went to the library just to return books, I swear, and now I have six more that have to be read and returned in two weeks.
Because there is a new recipe I want to try.
Because I want comfort food.
Because I have to go to the grocery store.
Because the are still f—— dirty dishes in the f—— sink!
Because I haven’t been on my bicycle since October.
Because my mother called and wants me to come over.
Because I signed up for a thirty-day free trial of Netflix.
Because somebody invited me to fighter practice.
Because I have a writer’s group meeting.
Because it’s Writer’s Night Out and I wanna watch people get drunk.
Because there’s a cat on my lap and the rules say I can’t get up from the couch unless she leaves first.
Because every time I start to type there’s a kitty on the keyboard.
Because it’s time to feed the cat.
Because it’s time to get my laundry out of the machine.
Because IT’S TIME TO FEED THE VERY HUNGRY AND NOT AT ALL PATIENT CAT!
Because I haven’t talked to anyone all day and I’m now convinced nobody likes me.
Because I’ve been dealing with people all day and now I need to hide.
Because of crosswords.
And jigsaw puzzles.
And blogs.
And cute cat videos.
Because I have nothing to write about.
Because I have something to write about but it’s lame.
Because writing isn’t what’s important today.
Because writing is so important it deserves more effort and attention than I have to spare right now.
Because I forgot to write today.
Because I can catch up tomorrow.
Because somebody once told me to get a life; I did, and now I have no time.