December 1st, 2003

bundled up, walkabout, snow


I waited to get online until after I'd caught up:
  • Fixed banana pancakes for breakfast
  • Dropped the kids at school
  • Dropped off an envelope for Flar
  • Sorted through about-to-expire coupons for grocery shopping tomorrow
  • Read the paper
  • Washed dishes (and miscellaneous candle holders)
  • Folded old, clean laundry
  • Had lunch

First day of December, and I never sat down to the first writing session for Nanowrimo. I counted the raw material I was going to be working with: I wrote 27,887 words in this and my other journal this month. Maybe next year I'll join, and work on converting my October posts into a novel. ;)

The Interactive Mystery was mildly entertaining last night. I actually guessed the murderer, but thought the solution was more complicated than it was. I suppose I'm spoiled by good mystery books. ;)

And now it's time to leave for car-line.
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