|Zip it, Lady!|
NaNoRiMo is coming up in November, and I have been having the battle to end all battles in my head over whether I should attempt it again this year. My issue is this: It starts November 1st; I am running my half-marathon on November 5th, and probably won't be able to even make a stab at it until at least the second week of November. This means being waaaaay behind from the start. And of course I have no clue what I would write about. I won't have a clue until I get back from Savannah, which I am sure will leave me overwhelmed with sights, sounds, and memories that I could use for a story, and do plan on using for a story--someday.
This is the same voice that is asking why the heck I haven't done the dishes either. Or mowed the yard. Or cut down the garden. Or put away my porch furniture. Or basically done anything to ready my home for the cold weather.
She's a real hard-ass. Sticking my fingers in my ears and singing "La La La" has not silenced that voice.
So I have this weekend off. Lovely weather, two whole days off in a row! What shall I do? Can I manage to pull off all those tasks in 2.5 hours on Saturday morning, leaving the rest of the day to visit an apple orchard and putz around town with my nephew, Cole? Dare I hope to make banana bread and catch up on all the TV shows I have missed in the past two weeks? Take a nap? Run?
Yep. This is my plan. I will be come Jamie Sommers, and whirl around my house and yard, occasionally lifting cars and catching criminals in between chores.
|I always thought she was a sharp dresser!|