Chaos Rules!

Where's Maxwell when I need him? Or maybe just the cone of silence? *sigh*

I honestly don't remember Christmas ever being this stressful. Not even when the tribe were little did I feel this out of control. It's like I'm digging a hole in the sand. The more I shovel out the move slides back in. There's the usual Christmas to-do list plus the writing to-do list and neither seems to be getting shorter no matter how many things I scratch off. This whole week has flown by and now it's Friday again (well it will be in a few hours) and we're a week closer to 'the visit' and I'm still not ready for that. Princess One and I ventured out to the shops today and it took us half an hour to get into the parking lot never mind find an empty spot. By the time we'd done that I was exhausted and we hadn't made it into any shops yet! We did walk away with too many bags to count and credit cards that whimpered from abuse but we're that much closer. Oh, and I finally got my Christmas cards posted. Yay me!

Tomorrow and Saturday are writing days. I'm doing a few household chores tonight and first thing in the morning but then I'll be bum-down-fingers-on-keyboard writing, writing, writing. I have to finish the polish/edit (aka slash'n'burn) on SSS and then it's full steam ahead on STB. I'm hoping to get STB done before Christmas so that I can finally get back to the coyotes. Really need to tell Brady and Kat's story. And then there's the other coyote story that needs to be written. Dale and Tatum were never in the plan but then I've never written to a plan. Kinda like my life. 

Rhian