Yikes! The bus just arrived 15 minutes early. I guess Miss M is ready to get the day over with too. I just shuffled Mini out the door after a quick jacket zipper catastrophe. I told him to wait, but nope...now his jacket will never zip again. If this is any indication of what I can expect from the rest of the day, I'm going back to bed.
Okay, not really. I do have to get on with these projects.
Last night, I swear I reached my breaking point. After dealing with an ornery character who doesn't want to talk to me, I was ready to either chuck the whole manuscript in a burn barrel and strike a match, or sink to some other drastic measure to get this damn book out of the house. Right now I kind of feel like I'm spinning my wheels and I have to get out of that frame of mind. So today I'm going to do a few timed writing sprints. Gotta break out the whip and get over this rough patch.
Before I shut down to go make a pot of coffee, I wanted to say happy anniversary to me. Eleven years ago today I quit smoking. Anyone who has ever tried to quit knows how tough it can be. That's one accomplishment I'm very proud of, so I'm going celebrate tonight with a glass of wine. And a bag of Skittles.
Happy Wednesday, everyone!