I am listening to this. For the hundredth time. Today. I don't mind this version though...I have always loved The Roots...they are my happy place music.
I am thankful my Mom's Group. Becca is such a pill to leave anywhere with anyone, and it is honestly really hard for me to leave her in nursery while she's screaming, but I'm always so glad that I do.
I'm itching to finish a quilt that I've been working on, but I have been *slammed* with other things to do. I feel like we haven't had a day "off" (and at home) in a long time.
I'm secretly writing something. There's been a story that I've dreampt (dreamed? been dreaming?) of lately, and I think it's...a good premise, but I don't know how it ends. I always wonder when I read books whether the authors knew where they were going all along, or if it just kind of evolved. This is probably going to sound super pretentious, but sometimes as a reader, I think I can tell the difference. And I think I like the stories where the author always knew where they were going better. So, it scares me a little to (a) say that I'm writing something and (b) to be writing something where I don't know where I'm going. Whether it's a short story or a novel or what. But I'm writing it anyway, even if it's only for me. 'Cause I think it's a story that I would like to read, and also because it's kind of haunting me.
I'm feeling so much more stable emotionally since we've been working out regularly again. I'm learning that exercise is so important for my mental health, and I just feel a lot more sane when we do it. I've been dealing with some crazy amounts of insecurity lately, and I've been surprised that it's even seeming to help with that.
I am excited about all the books that I've been approved for recently on NetGalley. I mean, reading new books before they actually come out in exchange for writing a review? Count me in. If I could figure out a way to get paid to read books all day long...I think that would be just about the best job in the world. I haven't figured that one out yet, so this is the next best thing. In fact, my plan for this afternoon is to lay Becca down for a nap, curl up on Lizzy's bed, and read while supervising her cleaning up her room.
The only thing that would make it better would be a margarita ;)