I am far enough into vacation now that I am reverting back to my night owl nature. It's 11:54 pm, and I'm still up. I finished and posted an article around 10:30. I figured out how to use the collage feature on Picnik. I wrote an entry on my other blog. Now I'm here, writing this one.
I go back to work on Monday. Just when my body gets used to staying up late and sleeping in until 7 or 7:30, it will be time to go back to getting up at 4:45. I don't mind it so much in the summer; in the dark and cold of winter it's not so easy.
A disinclination to delve into the dreadful Chapter 9 and a sense of horror from watching Messiest Home in America 3 caused me to do some serious purging of clutter. Then I rearranged furniture in my room and the family room. I packed up some books and some other things I know I'll never use for ARC or Goodwill. Played Vampire Wars (that's my vampire avatar over there in the moonlit forest). It's my only Facebook game. Made pate brisee. Made quiche and an almond cream tart.
It's easy to distract myself from The Artist's Way or editing or writing when I'm at home. There are always chores to do or a dog to play with or a cat to stop from destroying the house....
Starting tomorrow though, I'll be house sitting for Chef. No chores, no work, nothing to do but work on those projects I've been avoiding. I have a NaNoWriMo group Saturday morning. Last time, it was just Jenny and myself. We got no work done. Hopefully, we'll be a bit more focused this time, and more people will show up. The ones who know how to edit.
In an effort to keep working on my GESD ( a practical degree 2 Facebook friends came up with - Get Epic Sh*t Done) I joined a pagan meet-up group and will be going to a open ritual and potluck. With strangers. That should be worth at least a couple of credit hours.