Yeah, I don’t know how we got here, either. There was the sickness that was late Friday, all weekend, Monday, and Tuesday, and then the walking dead routine that was Wednesday and today. I had Pea home Monday and Tuesday and M home yesterday.
The cold has gone from annoying sniffling/sneezing/exhaustion to sore throat/annoying cough/exhaustion. Progress…
In the midst of this I have written little letters indicating I have done things in my notebook, so that must have happened, right?
I have spent a lot of time watching the birds at the bird feeders. Today? Goldfinch, chestnut-backed chickadees, nuthatches, a flicker, Anna’s hummingbirds (we have dueling males and they are a kick), and my favorite because they’re so fun to say: bushtits.
We continue to do war with the squirrels. I removed a feeder for a few hours today, to confuse the squirrels. One climbed up and just hung out where it should have been, completely confused…until he lost his balance and fell. Maybe you had to be there, but it was hilarious.
I am so close to being finished with my novel that it is maddening. I want to have this draft done, and it’s almost there. There are multiple editing passes that will be done, but this novel has had such a long gestational period that having even a complete rough draft is an amazing thing.
I had this crazy idea about trying to plot and write the second book in the series as a NaNoWriMo and if I get some sudden burst of health or insanity, I may yet try it. (But probably not.)