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Nov. 18th, 2009 08:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
river_kateMy NaNo novel is now at 45,000 words! I am running out of plot so am having my characters turn surly and argumentative with each other. Or rather that is how they are choosing to behave. Kind of like distractions we cause in life to avoid what is really bothering us.
I totally forgot about this site for about a week. Even though I don't post regularly, I had been checking it almost every day. It amazes me how that can happen. It feels like a week lasts about one day any more.
I will no longer need to be submitting paperwork for housing recertification. Mine was notoriously complicated and today I am out of that program because it is impossible to verify everything. It wasn't so when I started three years ago. It was hell. It was a nightmare. Now it is over to the relief of all concerned.
I enjoy living in a state where I have almost no relatives. The ones that are here never contact me. But other relatives from back east are going to visit them and they want to stop in and see me also. Now my months of slacking on the housekeeping is coming back to haunt me. I have nine days which is sufficient time but I am so, so unmotivated. I remember when I used to give a shit about things and wonder what happened. Maybe that was when I wasn't attempting to write a novel in a month or something.
I totally forgot about this site for about a week. Even though I don't post regularly, I had been checking it almost every day. It amazes me how that can happen. It feels like a week lasts about one day any more.
I will no longer need to be submitting paperwork for housing recertification. Mine was notoriously complicated and today I am out of that program because it is impossible to verify everything. It wasn't so when I started three years ago. It was hell. It was a nightmare. Now it is over to the relief of all concerned.
I enjoy living in a state where I have almost no relatives. The ones that are here never contact me. But other relatives from back east are going to visit them and they want to stop in and see me also. Now my months of slacking on the housekeeping is coming back to haunt me. I have nine days which is sufficient time but I am so, so unmotivated. I remember when I used to give a shit about things and wonder what happened. Maybe that was when I wasn't attempting to write a novel in a month or something.
