Clouds in my Head

My youngest daughter, four year old Grace Louise, woke up yesterday morning and told me about her dreams.  She said Daddy had frenchfries in his arms and I had clouds in my head.

"Did I?"
"Yes, and in you ears and eyes and mouth too," she said.

Writing does that to me. Puts clouds in my head instead of realer things like orthodontist appointments, bed making, dish washing, work going. Etc.

I can't tell you the things I've said YES to without even knowing what's been asked. the keyboard gets in my way.  I enter a place where time and space don't exist.

So for me, it's not about writer's block. For some reason that doesn't happen (yet). For me it's the fact that if I can't get at least three hours to write, I might as well not start becaue I'll be under water the whole time and say YES to bad things. Like:

Frosting for breakfast
AND
Bike rides on ice.

Oh Dear Writing Gods! Help me finish these revisions and keep my children safe at the same time!