I just have nothing to say.
Okay I have a lot to say about Wonder Woman, but I’m cogitating. Short version: I loved it. Long version: I have some nitpicks . . . So later for that.
Nita: So Nick gets poisoned and cycles through past lives, and that’s what I’m figuring out now. Turns out he was a real bastard back in 1502, and Max has to hit him with a sealed bottle of bourbon to save Rab from being choked to death. That was fun to write. Nita’s gone all day but comes home to meet Nick 1934, also a bastard, albeit an English-speaking one. The logistics of this aren’t fun, but the dialogue is.
Yarn and House: I got through almost all of my yarn while Krissie was here (she took a couple of bags back with her) and I now I have to finish and then start using it up. And finish building the rest of the storage in the living room. I need one room in this damn house that’s done. Okay, I love this house, but really. Then there’s the kitchen counters and the extra shelves in the pantry and clearing out the little tool room so I can put the freezer in there. So there’s that.
Garden: I have two potting benches to put together and the plan was that Krissie would help, but we got sidetracked talking, so now I have to go out there and just do it, and build the planter I have wood in the yard for. And mow. And plant.
And the dogs need to go to the vet and the car needs to go in for its well-baby check-up and the website needs work and this blog needed a post so . . .
The days are just packed.
So how’s by you?