Jealousy?

So, my ego has been a bit bruised lately. Me, the wannabe writer of the family, has some competition. My dear, sweet, sports-loving husband has been writing more than me. He recently decided to start his own blog, along with an old friend, which is centered on sports - namely fantasy sports. I am truly happy for him (no, really I am). But I have to admit it is a tad annoying to notice that the one person who has been writing in this family is not me. Granted, he has about a third more time on his hands than I do right now (and for the foreseeable future), though he would surely beg to differ. I recently posted about forming habits, and that it takes 21 days of performing a particular act before it becomes a habit. Well, the only habit I have formed, or should I say "reinforced," is my lifelong habit of procrastination. Of course, now I have the adequate and extremely handy excuse of being a full-time working mom, which is great reinforcement for my bad behavior. One of these days, I will become disciplined. I will fight off the desire for sleep. I will become a woman of action! One of these days...just not tonight.