With all the sales last week, I had an eye on a new printer. What prompted this printer wanderlust?
Well, I got new ink for my old printer and I realized I could probably get an entirely new printer for the same price. I mean…that’s ridiculous, right?
And the truth is the old printer and I have never really seen eye-to-eye. It’s slow, so very, very slow, so slow that, when you tell it it needs to print, it thinks about it. And thinks about it. And thinks about it.
Then tells you it’s low on ink.
The scanning is so awkward. Everything about it is awkward. Still, it worked and I didn’t want to replace it until it didn’t. But then the ink became ludicrously expensive.
I admit it was slow to set up my new printer, because printer setup has always been so frustrating, but it wasn’t bad. And there it sits, all ready to go, looking so much sleeker than the previous black chunk.
Change can be good, you guys. Have a great post-holiday Monday.
Shockingly, it’s gray again. I told you, that’s why I always hated November, the miserable grayness.
But it’s a holiday week, and those are always nice. Unless it’s a brand of torture for you, and then you have my sympathy, because it’s a unique, special brand of torture.
But the holiday lights are mostly up, and I love this part of the winter. It’s festive and bright and there’s something about changing seasons.
I also always loved Thanksgiving, at least in the days when it’s true brutal beginnings were shrouded in euphemisms. I loved the idea that, across the country, no matter who you were, no matter what your family looked like, what religion you followed if you followed one at all, we were all doing the same thing on the same day.
It always felt inclusive to me.
Of course now, people will angrily tell you how inclusive they’re not.
Anyway, I hope you find lots of little joys this week. Have a great Monday.
Well here we are! End of the week and a brand-new month, all in one. It’s been a bit of a strange week, and we have snow on the ground already. When I said winter was on its way, I didn’t mean immediately, but here we are.
Final decision on NaNoWriMo was a no, and an unrepentant one. I just didn’t want the pressure this year; it didn’t sound fun. So I’m striding into November without even the pretense of doing it.
It doesn’t feel bad, I’ll tell you that, which makes me think I made the right decision. Besides, I have a ton of editing ahead.
Speaking of, I’ve made inroads, and while there will be a lot to hammer out, I had a line that made me laugh aloud and feels tonally perfect.
Workouts were five days, five workouts, and this week we had some fun ones on Daily Burn 365. Zombie Apocalypse on Wednesday. Yesterday everyone was in costume.
So that’s me! How was your week?
It’s sunny, but the leaves are hitting the ground. I ordered some additional bad-weather boots and I’m preparing myself.
Winter is coming.
It always does. Meanwhile, this year, the very year I’d swear only just started, is breezing by. Breezing is the wrong word.
It’s squealing by like a rusty merry-go-round with crumbling, reluctant gears. But it still moves faster than you think it should.
I’m leaning toward no NaNoWriMo this time, the idea of greeting November without the pressure sounds much better to me, more enticing than the fun of getting it done.
But we’re not at November yet. Almost.
But not yet.
I’ve miles and miles of editing to go, as I’m only taking my first run though, so I should get to that. Have a marvelous Monday.
So it’s bright and sunny today, and it’s almost as though the rainy gloom of the last few days never happened. I’m not sure whether that cold I thought I was getting is happening, but I figure if I don’t bother it it won’t bother me.
Wishful thinking, I’m sure.
Still it’s the kind of day that makes Fall a favorite season. Cute boots and pretty trees, what more does a person need?
And I think that’s the thing for today. Take a moment to notice something, something that likely won’t be the same tomorrow.
And I’m off to notice how much work I have ahead of me in my manuscript. Have an awesome Wednesday.
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.
Mondays have a way of showing up, one way or another. And here we are, another one.
I think they feel harder because of inertia, the effort of not moving that much to getting up to at least a light trot. But it’s OK.
We can do it.
It’s a gray day today, not sure if we’re supposed to get rain, the clouds seem indifferent. The trees are in their full fall glory, reds and yellows set off among faded greens, the last show of color before the winter comes.
Winter. Again. Can you believe it?
I may try to stick to a single cup of coffee today, but you and I both know, it’s really not up to me.
It’s miles of editing ahead of me, and I’ll have to decide on NaNoWriMo. Still very much on the fence. How’s that for balance?
Have a wonderful Monday.