And there are many, many days that I wish I knew just where it (life) was going. I think sometimes, it’s left me behind long ago.
I am happy today. It’s been a good day. I typed in some of the WWII story–I don’t have 3 chapters yet, so I probably ought to get back to the writing of it. I did most of the laundry, I walked to the post office and didn’t have a bunch of stuff to lug back home again (and I walked all the way to Koogle Street instead of walking around the park, because there were a few more trees down 6th Street that I could walk in the shade of–I am an expert shade-spotter and walker-under-er… Hmm. Better quit there). I also finally paid my RWA dues–I had to do it online because I lost the paper I needed to send back–and had to go wander round the website a while because there wasn’t an easy way to find the place to do it–as in “Go Here to Pay For Dues.” Instead, it had “My Open Invoices” or something like that. Anyway, that’s done and I don’t have to worry about that any more.
I still haven’t worked on the program I have to present this coming Saturday at the North Texas RWA meeting. Need to do that soon. But I don’t want to do it too soon, or I’ll be doing it cold. Still haven’t added any of the books I read this summer/early fall to the list I keep–they are stacked up on the floor in front of my file cabinet high enough to totally block off the bottom drawer, and the second drawer up is in trouble… Need to do that too–but I’d better go judge the contest entries I said I’d judge for a contest. I’ve done one. (sigh)
Okay, I’ll just quit whining here, and go get busy. The carne guisada I made for supper is done. Food first. Then contest judging or weed pulling or book reviewing–one of those. Or maybe we’ll just have some TV watching.
Oh, thanks Catie for the birthday wishes. We went to see Hollywoodland–still want to see Crank. Maybe I’ll go to town early tomorrow… Got the cutest birthday card from my best bud Belinda (who I forgot to send a birthday card to on her birthday because I think I was out of town–SORRY B!)–usually she sends me a hunk card, but this one has a Ma-and-Pa-Kettle-ish couple on the front, and the inside says “Welcome to Oldville.” It made me laugh.
Better go turn off the oven. Back later to bore you all…