It has rained here 23 out of the last 24 days. Can you say, dark and dreary? Ugh. The ten-day forecast shows … what do you think?….more rain. Every stinkin’ day. No wonder my characters frolic in warm tropical locals like Tahiti and Jamaica. Heck, I even sent one lovely couple to Chicago in the winter. I figure sun and snow has GOT to be better than this liquid sunshine we have here.
On the homefront…the Gremlins are all sick. Every last one of them. Fevers, coughs, generally ickiness. They’re whiney, clingy messes without tylenol, bouncing off the walls when the meds kick in. It’s enough to drive a mother looney. The baby has the worst ear infection you ever saw and he’s a big crying mess. I love him dearly, and I feel awful for him, but there’s only so much I can take. Needless to say, I need a vacation. Someplace where no one is crying and clinging to me every two seconds.
In addition to that, we decided to get tough with Gremlin #2 (he’ll be four in April) and cut off the TV until he learns to use the toilet. Oh. My. God. What was a great idea to start is turning into punishment for Mom. How the hell did people live without TV??????
(Can ya tell I didn’t get to the gym today? I need my hour away!)
There is good news though. Got my revisions completed (Thanks to Joan and Lin for reading so fast. You girls are da bomb!). Printed and mailed today, as well. Woohoo! The book is now out of my hands and at the mercy of the editors at SIM. The waiting begins. Gonna try not to think about it. (Oh, hell, who am I kidding? I’m gonna obsess for the next three months!)
Staring at my box of GH entries that I need to judge. Do I want to judge, or go read something from my TBR pile, or work on my presentation for my RWA group next week, or try to dive back into the wip????
If only the gremlins would give me five minutes to think in peace….