Two weeks and counting…
No, I don’t have a release. 🙁 I think you all would have been sick of me by now if I had. I’m in agonies of anticipation just thinking about the possibility. But it’s not yet. Trust me, you’ll know when the day comes. I’ll probably explode. Like this Exploding Kitten.
(I bought this when they had the Kickstarter. It should arrive this summer. There will be much exploding. 😀 )
Two weeks is how long my current contract at the day job has left before it’s over. And it can’t come soon enough. Even my boss is like, “Only two weeks left. Bet you can’t wait!” He knows how tired we are, after a complete reorganization and major changes to how our jobs are done. He looks pretty shot too. I imagine he’s speaking for himself too.
I have about a zillion plans for the first month after work is done. Finish the fireman story, finish the Christmas story, finish the Double Lives story (when is that due, anyway? I guess I better check). Clean the house, clean the barn, work on the house. I enrolled in the last course in my French program, so I’ll be graduating from that next year–no way I’ll be done in time to catch this year’s graduation. I need to finish my late husband’s taxes (I know, I know, I’m bad… 🙁 ) And, in any spare time, I want to do a lot of rethinking how I can do my job, see what changes I can put in myself to make it a bit easier on me. I’ve already decided not to go back to the evening job, and while there’s a certain amount of sadness, there’s also a huge amount of relief.
So here I am, on a Friday night, debating what to work on, when I realize it’s 9 pm and I’ve already turned into a pumpkin. I might manage an episode of Gray’s (NO SPOILERS!), but if I watch it downstairs on the couch, I’d put money on my being asleep before the halfway point.
Two more weeks…two more weeks…