I'm really starting to feel like I've been sick for the last two months. I really hate being sick because I can't think clearly to work on what I should...so everything gets put on hold and throws my writing schedule out the fricken window. I'm so not happy right now.
To be honest as soon as I got on the computer today I wanted to shut it right back down. I'm tired of listening to people bitch about their publishers. Even if what they are saying is true for them don't they realise they are only going to end up hurting the sales for other authors if their rants go viral. I often wonder if these people just rant to hear themselves talk and be the centre of attention. Haven't you ever heard: If you can't say something nice, then shut the hell up.
Okay onto something else: we never got any reno's done around the house, but we did pull down the old walk through to make preparations for the new path we're putting in. When I say we; you all know I mean The Hubs and Em... apparently I'm still not allowed to use the tools and drive the tractors - Okay, so you trip over your own feet and nearly shoot your brother once with a framing gun, and they never trust you again - who hasn't done that? It's not like I actually shot him.
We desperately need some rain in our area of the world. Just so my tanks can fill up and I won't have to buy water or switch to the yucky town water which smells like they drained it straight out of the public pool.
I have also decided that I won't be switching my computer on over the weekends... this is my time to catch up on all the stuff that needs to be done in an around the house.