It may be December but the gray remains persistent. Still, all the holiday lights up sparkle and pierce the gloom. It’s pretty.
In winter, it’s like Chicago is an entirely different place, stripped of all of its warmth, the wind a badge of honor to survive. And yet the people are the same. We look at one another and we know.
I spent hours on the phone dealing with health insurance yesterday, and the whole process exhausted me in a way only bureaucracy and automated phone systems can. Still reeling today.
So much so that editing sounds like fun. LIKE FUN.
And I’m going to get to it. You have a terrific Tuesday.
I need to simultaneously write my blog and be in the shower, and I think that this is just another failure of technology. That should be possible.
Although I’m pretty sure it would vastly expand the ways in which I could hurt myself, but still, progress is progress.
Thanksgiving is two days away and people are busily prepping. We no longer make dinner; it was a change I suggest a few years ago and every single year I love it more.
This year I’ve added a complication in that I’m baking a dessert. Of course there is the slightest chance that I’ll see something at the store and say, HMM, and save myself the time of that, but baking can be fun, I’ve discovered.
Rather than braving the grocery store tomorrow, I think today will be better. I hope today will be better.
Anyway, since I’ve got to do these things serially rather than simultaneously, I’ve used up my time for this part. Have a great Tuesday.
Another gray day, which is why November was always my least favorite month. Relentless grayness, needling icy rain, just the start of bleakness to come.
Get it together, November.
In the past few years it had forgotten itself, and November had several uncharacteristically jolly days. It seems to have gone back to its gray roots.
Though I had a few things pop up while writing this and there’s a very subtle hint of blue in the sky, so I think it heard me. Good.
I’m finally getting back to the routine after last week, though I feel like I’m moving extra slowly. Personally, I think that’s a sign of lack of caffeine, but I think my sleep patterns would beg to differ.
I’m off to do Tuesday things, I hope you have a lovely day.
So I’ve had a change of scenery today. I’m sitting in my parents’ place, waiting for a fridge to be delivered.
Good, good times.
Nothing’s that different but the view, and the furniture, of course. But I’ve got a nice little corner set up and I’m torn between the delivery coming quickly and it taking its time.
Not that I have to clear out, but like the rest of the world, I’ve got Stuff to Do.
Ironically I thought I’d get away from hammering, as there’s hammering at my place, but it turns out they also have hammering.
Long live the hammer.
It’s a beautiful day, though, with big fluffy clouds, and it’s almost as though the weather forgot all about the snow.
Let’s not remind it.
So I’m going to take advantage of my cozy spot to edit, while you go and have the best of Tuesdays.
Not that I’m living one. But I’m definitely considering a marshmallow fluff way of life.
In all honesty, I considered adding some to my coffee this morning. Not sure if it would work, but I’m kind of willing to give it a shot.
It’s good, that’s all I’m saying, and much easier to make than you might think.
What is this, a cooking blog?! Very food-obsessed this morning. Although I guess my rambling is my rambling. Today it’s floating in fluff.
It’s gray again and I’ve heard we’re supposed to get snow this week. I guess it’s that time, but I’m not ready. That won’t change the weather, though.
It’s great for cozying up with a manuscript to edit, and that’s what’s ahead of me. Have a fantastic Tuesday.
It’s rainy today. I’m feeling sniffly, and I hope it’s not the beginnings of a cold. No one wants that.
Perhaps more coffee will solve it. Perhaps not. But it might be worth a try.
It’s quiet, outside and inside, and my mind is oddly quiet too. I say “oddly” because I usually have a stream of thoughts, one after another after another; sometimes they all crowd together at once.
Not today. My money’s on that potential cold.
Just as well, I need to keep my head on my editing as I vacillate on NaNoWriMo. Right now I’m leaning toward not doing it.
That can always change.
I’m off to edit. Have a marvelous Tuesday.
It’s cloudy but glare-y out today, I’m not really sure how that works. I’m under-caffeinated, but yesterday had some caffeine side-effects so I think I’m going to have to moderate today.
Moderation is the worst.
I just solved a complex putting-away problem though. I got some lovely serving bowls from Costco, but realized I had nowhere to store them. But with a little bit of rearranging magic, boom, suddenly there’s space.
Things had to get slightly separated, though; some of my super-fancy dollar store wine glasses were too tall for the shelf I wanted them on. But needs must, so they say.
Given that that’s my most interesting tidbit for you this morning, I think I’m not what you’d call off to a roaring start.
We’ll see what we can do about that. Have a great Tuesday.