Somehow, it became November. I’m afraid to go to sleep because tomorrow it will be December. 😬 I thought up this super awesome blog post but then allergies struck (there really is no escaping them), and it slipped away into the ether. So you get this. 😁
With the move and cleaning and storage, only trace amounts of writing has been done. This month, my NaNo goal is to get back into the swing of things by writing every day (though I’m already behind do to needed house repairs). I’m working on my middle grade fantasy, which has shifted its plot since inception—it happens. The photo on this post represents one of the magical places in my story.
In my storage/sorting mission, I’ve found a bazillion photos I have to go through. I’m not looking forward to it. It’s not that I hate photos, it’s just going to be a tedious job. Once that’s done, I’d like to digitized them but that might take months. But I’m not going to worry about that now.
I wore long sleeves today. It was the first “cold spell.” It’s in quotes because I really didn’t have to wear long sleeve but I wanted too.
It’s been fun seeing what has changed and what hasn’t since I’ve been gone. One new place I found is a fantastic Cuban restaurant. Their Cubano sandwich was one of the best I’ve ever had: moist, flavorful, and the right amounts of everything. The side dish was fried plantains—also one of the best I’ve ever had.