It is Friday, right?

I am exhausted, for crap’s sake. Doing 12 years worth of pruning basements and closets and under-bed areas to fill that dumpster is wreaking havoc on my sinuses. Yesterday and the day before, I had a bitch of a headache. And did I mention I hate middle school? This was our first full week, and the short kid and I are both suffering greatly from the tall kid having to get trucked out at the butt-crack of dawn. The first week is three days, then the second is four (Labor Day), and this is the end of the first five-day week. I’m tired, stuffy and picking a fight with anybody and anything.

Final line edits for Interstellar Sparks are done, and Kiss Me Deadly is in FLEs now, I think. Yay! At least I accomplished something. During Dumpster Week, I haven’t really accomplished much in the way of writing. Working on a couple of things, including a holiday story. (Fortunately, retailers are so quick these days, all I have to do is go to Walmart and I’m surrounded by Christmas crap. Halloween’s already in the going-going-gone aisle, and I guess we’re skipping Thanksgiving altogether.)

Eh. I just checked the calendar and the short kid’s birthday is actually ON Thanksgiving this year. He was born in 2000, the day before Thanksgiving and his first birthday was on Thanksgiving, so for two years he’s a week before Thanksgiving, and then for two years it’s Thanksgiving week and then back to the week before again.

Wow, did THAT not make sense. Reference first paragraph. :lmao: I need to do accomplish something today. I need to be like Jaci and post a To-Do list. So here goes…

To-Do:

1. Something…anything…WRITE