I really wanted to be done with these little filler post. Honest and true.
But today turned out to be a very long one. Since I couldn’t raise UPS before they delivered our new bedframe, I had to drive all the way out to the old place to get it. Then, upon returning, I picked up my wife from the transportation center and we ended up driving around for most of the evening. Suffice it to say that in the end, the bedframe did get assembled, my new desk is halfway done, my main PC is still bricked until that desk is completed, and I am completely, totally, and utterly exhausted.
I have an idea in mind for this week’s Flash Fiction challenge, I want to get more work done on Cold Streets, and sooner or later I’m going to need to start writing down all the ideas for the Acradea rewrite. But in addition to the non-work items on today’s daunting-in-retrospect to-done list, I was reminded yet again that Q4 is happening, and I need to put in as many hours as I can as much as I can so we don’t end up getting smacked around by deadlines, clients, and each other.
I can’t even muster up the literary wherewithal to lay out a reference to V in honor of yesterday’s Guy Fawkes day or put together a rundown of all the reasons why, if you live in the United States and are of age, you should carve a bloody chunk out of your time today to go and vote. That is, in fact, the first thing I’m doing in the morning, and why I’m taking the time to write up this entry the night before.
That said, it’s time for me to go pass out. Get out there, vote if you can, and as John Green would say, don’t forget to be awesome.
