Thursday, random stuff.

I’m feeling so not with it that I can’t think of a decent title. I’m not even sure what I want to say – I just know that I want to blog. You have been warned.

The writing is still coming along, slowly, but the words are there. I’m doing my best not to think too hard about the fact I don’t know where the plot is going and accept that the story might just be one of those that reveals itself as we go along.

After my last post I did stop and think about the fact that both Delaney’s and the zombie babies worlds have been sitting in my head for a good six months now. They’ve had a lot of brewing time even if they’ve not been consciously at the forefront, which might explain why the stories are coming out the way they are. I don’t give my brain enough credit at times!

Yesterday my cousin sent me some beautiful flowers:

We had a really good conversation (she’s in Australia so we don’t get to talk on a regular basis) and she thought I needed a hug. I have to confess to bursting into tears when I got them because it was just so sweet and totally what I needed.

I’m feeling good for the most part, and not like this baby is coming any time soon – though I never would have guessed I was going to go into labour early last time and it happened. I feel much better physically this time though, so at this point it wouldn’t surprise me if I went late. Baby is definitely moving down though and all the niggles are still there. I need a few good nights sleep before it arrives and we’ve got a bunch of appointments next week so any time from the 25th on would be okay ๐Ÿ˜‰

I think I need a coffee. I’d also really like for my girls to play nicely with each other for about 15 minutes at some point so that I could sit down for awhile and drink said coffee without it getting cold. I’d really love it if my wireless connection stopped dropping out too.

Duty calls!


9 thoughts on “Thursday, random stuff.”

  1. Gorgeous blooms!! Sometimes we all need a little TLC…

    Here’s hoping those girls cooperated, and that you got your coffee. It’s trying at times, wondering just what in the HEY this is all about! Some stories come in manners intangible, but they are THERE, sometimes like children. We don’t what what they’ll do next, but it’s always something! ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. How pretty! Even across the world of bytes and pixels they made me smile.

    Quiet moments are a precious few when little ones are still the rule of the house. My oldest left years ago and my youngest will be leaving in 3 years. The house is already filled with moments of silence. You know how teenagers like to sleep in. The thought of your girls running around and even argueing made me smile. How quickly they grow and take the noise with them. I think that is why grandparents treasure their grandchildren so much. They have the best of both worlds.

  3. That was such a touching gesture from your cousin. I think I would have choked up too.

    I do hope you get your sleep before the baby comes. I don’t think any of my children slept through the night the first two years, so I remember that deprivation.

    Interesting observation about your brain writing behind the scenes and now pouring it out. I’m truly hoping that’s what my brain is doing or else this will be another week that I don’t complete my workshop goal.

    1. I hope that your brain is ticking over for you – I think mine tends to because it gets so little front of brain time for creative stuff.

      I am pretty sure I’m still in for a couple more years of sleep deprivation, but you do find ways to get through it. I just keep in mind how amazingly productive and creative I’ll be when I’m topped up on sleep – oh, unstoppable me!

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