Inching Along

The past couple of days haven't even been "typically" productive. And the next two don't promise to be either since, as usual, my husband and I waited to the last minute to plan tomorrow night's Cub Scout Pack Meeting (he's the Cubmaster) and of course, it can't be anything simple, but something that requires us (which realistically means me) to run around picking up this thing and that thing and then a ton of assembly/preparation.

And then yesterday was Halloween, which took a chunk out of my writing time as well. Oh, and I also have to help my husband and son get ready to leave at the buttcrack of dawn on Saturday morning for Rocket Camp in the desert, which means making sure they have food, camping gear, etc.

Le sigh!

So, here's the wordmeter for Carnally Yours as of last night:



Given what's on my plate today (errands, office for meetings, more errands, picking up kids from school, getting my son to build his rocket, cook dinner, help husband assemble stuff for the Pack Meeting, cry, etc.), I am not going to give myself a goal of more than I usually accomplish in an average day. So, that's 500 words.

Wish me luck. I'm pretty sure I'll need it!