Here in Newfoundland there is a saying for when you do something truly stupid. “Stunned as me arse!” True confession time, these days that’s me.
Last summer things were going fine, my writing was on track, life was good. You know where this is going, right? By late September I got lost and it all went to hell from there. Two of my beloved dogs died in October, I lost all track of my writing, and decided I need a change to shake things up a bit. I know, why not renovate the house, put down all new flooring and buy a few pieces of furniture.
So. we ordered floor tile and some you build it furniture. time passed, nothing happened. Late October arrives and I get a brilliant idea. I’ll sign on for NaNoWriMo, that’s just the kick in the pants I need. Right, road to hell and good intentions. And here we are, a week into November, Kathy is leaving for a five day craft fair tomorrow, the floor tile has finally arrived, and the furniture is here.
Some of the furniture has been assembled, some of the floor tile have been laid, I’ve managed a few thousand words for NaNo, and I’m standing here in the middle of the madness feeling like a spinning top. You remember those, we used to get them at Christmas, you spin them and they hum. That’s me, slowly spinning around with my thumb in my mouth, humming, and wondering what the hell happened.
The only phrase I can think of to describe the mess I’ve gotten myself into is, “Stunned as me arse!” Oh to heck with it, maybe I’ll just knit something.
Okay, can’t talk now folks, I’ve got work to do.