I need to accomplish something, but every time I try, my cat(s) gets in my way. Or my kid starts talking to me. Or my headache steps up a notch.
Normally I hate to complain. I figure there’s no one out there with a shortage of whiny people in his/her life. If someone wants to listen to negativity and complaints, they have plenty of options and I don’t need to be one more voice in that.
But today I have little else. This week has been frustrating. My recovery from last week’s illness has been slow, and I’ve been tired and unable to think most of the week. Add to that events like the car not running properly (so I have to walk to work, and that doesn’t help the tired) and the child having a thirteen-year-old THING, and you get one fairly worthless KD.
So yeah. Trying to work on Lukas and Alan. Trying to fix Joss’ blurb. Trying to think about book promotion and what I should be doing now to get ready for April 1st.
Trying–and failing. Sigh.
*hug hug HUG* I wish things were going better for you. And that threatening to dismembers said THINGS would help.
Oh, hey! What about your bike? Can’t you ride her to work? *hugs again*
*hugclings* It’s been really bad weather for biking. I’m going to try and take her out this week, though, as it’ll be better.