I’m back at Ferris for the Crossroads Writing Project after spending the last weekend camping at the lake. I set the alarm clock for 5:30 a.m. and crept out of our camper in order to go home and shower before taking off at 7 a.m. Zeus and Feliz were thrilled to see someone home.

This morning the writing prompt is a musical number, Trouble Me, performed by the 10,000 Maniacs. Lots of rich information there, but I’m not sure what to write about. I am just not doing a very good job of writing today. I need to switch gears, and they are switching slowly.

I did write something, but if I were to share it, my daughter would have years of therapy ahead of her, so there is definitely some self editing going on. Maybe if I fictionalized it….

Basically, it is about how I want my daughter to trouble me with her problems, but how it isn’t always easy because I’m her mom. The dual role and conflict. How, as the mom, I can’t freak out about the little things because if I do, she’ll never come to me about the big things.

And then there was this weekend with hubby, where he was openly saying, “Someone just needs to tell me what to do,” but you can’t do that for someone else, but I listened. And hopefully he figured out what decision he had to make.

So, not a heck of a lot of interesting material here is there? Ah well, maybe after some more coffee.