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Why you can't ever find me ...

May 28, 2008 - Summer Wallace-Minger
"You are really hard to get ahold of!"


I hear this all of the time. Apparently, some people are annoyed because I don't stay put so they can find me when they want me. They have this presumption that I'm sitting behind a desk all day.

I wish. It would be nice to suck down coffee and write all day. The perfect existence, really. I wonder if I can get a gig like that somewhere. Just write all day, staying in one place ...

Unfortuntately, I can't write all the time. I'm a reporter, and there that little matter of reporting. If I go nowhere, there's nothing to report. Nothing to report; nothing to write.

So instead of kicking back with "Days of Our Lives" in the background, I'm spending an ungodly amount of time in the car. Thank everything that's Holy for books on tape.

It's bad enough the hours are nuts. I haven't eaten dinner with my family in almost two weeks. Last night, I tried to go to work, and my husband sprawled across the stairs to the door like a truculent child. I guess that's his way of saying he'd like me to stay home more.


Just a little.

Men are like extra children, anyway, only more work.

Anyway, when I am at the office, it seems like the phone rings every five minutes. This is annoying, to say the least. You try concentrating and writing something coherent and accurate when your train of thought is being interrupted every time you turn around.

Anyway, lots of people seem to be able to get ahold of me. Why not you?


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