Book club book
I meant to post this yesterday, but thinks got out of control. Sorry about that. The winner for next time around is . . . Julie Czerneda‘s A Turn of Light. I’m looking forward to it. There are talking toads.…
Death and Taxes
I was feeling pretty good today. I figured out how to create Excel sheets and I did my taxes. Well, I prepped them as far as I can. Which is to say, I’m missing a few things and waiting for…
One of those days
Today was one of those days. You know, the blue ones. I ended up being not only unproductive, but well, bad head space. Girlie stayed home sick today. Sore throat and hurting stomach. But she will be going back to…
Sunday Morning Coming Down
Ah, love me some Johnny Cash (via Kris Kristofferson with that song). Today I got work done on the WIP. Have fully slipped into edit mode and have been chopping, reshaping, snipping, and rethinking. I hate to say it…
pace pace pace pace
Pacing up and down. We had someone come and take a second look at the house. First came a few days ago. Must. Not. Get. Hopes. Up. Distraction, need distraction. Everybody reading Moon Called? Looking forward to our discussion tomorrow.
Oscars and the writing business
I did not watch the Oscars. I wish I could see just the musical performances. Those I would have liked to have seen. And heard. How about the rest of you. Did you watch? Was there anything you really enjoyed?…
Taxes and nutty old men and their socks
Every year I vow to do a better job of organizing tax information/financial information, as well as keeping it updated. I did a pretty good job for a little while last year, and then . . . stopped. Today I…
Whatta day
I slept a lot today. I’m trying to figure out if I’m sleeping because I need it, or if it’s because I’m getting hit with the blues. I hesitate to call it depression, or to really name it at all…
effort
In an effort to not get swamped by the blues today (to some slight success), I cleaned and did laundry. Cleaning is important because of course, at any time someone could come look at the house. Or so I hope.…
Cowardly mom
I fled my children tonight. I admit it. I did all the mom things I was supposed to do. I helped with homework. I did laundry. I fixed dinner and fed them. I made one go shower. I read half…