At long last I’m back in my own digs. My mom is on her way back now from Boston.
Her dog will be pleased. Molly is the sweetest dog in the world, very well behaved and just all around awesome. It was a pleasure to watch her, but I’m sure she’ll be happy to have my mother home. And now I can settle back at my computer. Which isn’t necessarily a great thing. Being without the internet for over a week was actually very liberating. I got a LOT done on my sequel to Sweet Forever (now titled Forever Home) and I have plotted out a very important scene. And I’ve been daydreaming about another wip. I really don’t need to be thinking about anything but what I’m working on, but I can’t help it.
Congrats to Marianne! She just received her author copies of One Love For Liv. Always an awesome moment for any writer!
I can’t believe that December is here. I’m very sorry to say that I don’t easily get into the Christmas spirit. I look at all these blogs about how people are decorating and shopping and I just get frustrated. November and December are our most expensive months, and that has nothing to do with Christmas. It has to do with car registrations, other birthdays, now our dear landlord has decided to make us pay for our own heat, we have the joy of shelling out several hundred dollars to have our tanks filled and a few other bills that just make me wince (long story, won’t go into it).
I know money isn’t everything, things aren’t everything (although tell that to that mob at Walmart in NY last week), but there are so many expectations, most of which I put on myself. I used to get nice Christmas bonuses at work that would help take the edge off, but the company I work for doesn’t do that. We get flowers. And this year they’ve been hit financially too and there are whispers about layoffs after Christmas.
Yeah, I’m looking forward to Christmas this year.
Wow, where did this all come from???? I am SO sorry to be depressing!
Maybe I should just go back to my mom’s and not touch the internet anymore.