Why does it seem like the beginnig of summer is one of the busiest, most hectic times of the year? These should be the start of the lazy, hazy days - lounging by the pool, picnic lunches, quiet evenings relaxing in the yard - instead it's last minute ceremonies, meetings at school, messes to clean up, chores to do, schedules to rearrange - it's exhausting.
Just another reason why I'm an autumn girl.
Anyway, my hands are still giving me trouble. The doctor of course has no clue what might be wrong, but sent me for blood work. Hopefully that turns up an answer. I'm taking an anti-inflammatory which is having a minor effect. At least I can still type and write. I finished another round of edits on Hunter's Mate yesterday and today I plan to prepare to submit it to a CP. I've added quite a bit to my existing manuscript of Rogue Theta and now I'm ready to forge new territory and follow my characters deeper into their story.
With the kids on half days, it's not going to be easy to get caught up. The house is a mess and a half - and I'm back to that 'where do I begin' feeling that I hate. If I start on one project, that means something else isn't getting done.
Ah well, I'd better just dig in and start something - like fixing up the frog's habitat since he's going to be around for a while. I found out yesterday this type of frog can live five to fifteen years! If I'd known that I'd have made him sign a lease before moving in. Sheesh.