almost a groundhog, never a goat

In the spirit of popping up prematurely and being spooked by my own shadow, I thought I'd come on and give a little rundown of some of my recent stuff what's going on, hereabouts.

1) I had some sort of flu, followed almost instantly by what they locally call a 'bad chest'.  This involves gunk, lethargy, and not being able to go running.  It's stuck to me for a good couple of weeks and reminds me how I usually take rude good health for granted.

2) I'm taking some coursework with the OU.  I don't plan to blog about it, but it is taking up a fair chunk of my time.  This is all stuff related to getting a day job at some point in the future, because my American teaching qualifications don't fully translate in the UK. 

3) Studying is easier than writing.  Studying is easier than writing.  Studying is easier than writing.  Etc.  This brings me huge joy.

4) Re: huge joy.  Not a moment too soon, for it has been a dark winter in my head.

5) Momentarily I will be repotting a ficus that I've nearly killed.  I hope it makes it.  I hate the idea of killing a plant just because I couldn't be arsed to repot it.

6) I'm two weeks ahead in aforementioned study schedule, so I'll be writing for a couple of weeks and trying to finish H, which I thought I was going to finish in October (before the Dark Winter of My Head kicked in)

7) I just got a response to my letters to Borders complaining about lack of POC representation in their YA fiction section.  I need to say more about that soon.

How is everyone?  There has been a distinct gleam of sun here in the Hope Valley today.  I love the winter sun in Britain.  It's such an odds-fighter of a sun.