Nov. 7th, 2016

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What the heck happened to 2015? 

2015?  What the heck happened to 2016

I feel like Rip Van Winkle -- like I've slept through the whole year.  It's November already.  Again.  And NaNoWriMo time.  Again.  And I've signed up.  Again.  And have yet to write ANYTHING.  Again.

To top it off, tomorrow is election day.  *sigh*  Gonna be a long day.  I might be better off writing than voting, although my sense of duty will take me to the polls -- probably some time in the morning.  (Either before anyone else gets there, or after the pre-work morning rush has cleared out.)  And it's supposed to rain here tomorrow.  Casting a lovely dreary atmosphere on an already depressing day.  I will be upset no matter who wins.  That I can guarantee. 

But I will survive, because I will probably just write my frustrations out with NaNoWriMo.  That should get my word count going.  

Okay.  I need to go play now in my fictional storyland.   Who needs to cook dinner for hubby anyway.... 






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