All work…

And no play kills the brain cells. I’m behind on some of the television shows I watch (thank heavens for DVD collections lol) I’m fighting with Finn who is being very stubborn as I revise and polish before sending Don’t Let Go in to my editor, and I have a couple stories in me head fighting to be the next one told. I keep telling the voices that they need to take a number but no one is listening. *sigh*

But one good thing has come from my being hidden away in my cave. My husband has suddenly realized that he too CAN do the dishes. Imagine that. Though this isn’t me complaining. The less time at the sink, the more I can stay on top of some deadlines. I can’t wait until March 1st and I can ease off just a bit.