Title by the wordy Mr. Charles Dickens.
Trying to think through the haze of histamine and anti-histamine is an exercise in frustration. There is nothing more annoying, as a writer, as getting a good idea and not having the wherewithal to sit down at the computer with it.
And while I am completely grateful that my allergies are few – only mountain cedar and mold – they are vile enough to make me consider the desert as a viable living space.1
So! Today, I am trying for a more grateful attitude. And I do have much to be appreciative of. On a personal level, Literary Austin just put my news up on their website. Which is super exciting! Also, The Girl got tagged for the gifted and talented program at school. My Mom’s move went well, with no Michael Bay-esque explosions. Mister Man got a capital job offer with the state.2 Elder Kitty is doing as well as can be expected, even though we just found out that she has a plethora of endocrine issues. Also, in exactly one week and a day, I will start university. Excited? A bit, yes. Freaked out? Oh, my god. You have no idea.
Deep breaths! Deeeeep breaths!
Ok. Maybe deep breaths are a bad idea.
1 – Only briefly, though. I actually really love living in the Austin, TX area. There is much and more that is nifty, here.
2 – See what I did there?