… in which I reveal the answers to life, the universe and NaNoWriMo; wait a minute, I may have gotten a bit over-excited there …

Everything is moving either too slowly, or too quickly. It’s that damn clock/calendar thing, and it’s getting on my nerves.

Wait, wait, wait. There’s only 12 weeks left in 2014? 10-ish weeks until that date I’m not allowed to bring up because it’s not even Halloween yet, and *gasp* just 2 weeks left until NaNoWriMo starts?

On Friday, I took a small piece of my inheritance and went shopping for something I’d been saving for (before trips to the hospital and car repair/borrowing and life intervened). I didn’t get that e-reader I’d been hoping for, though. At first I was just going in to pick up whatever Kindle works in Canada right now, but -

This past weekend, I went from behaving well, to behaving very badly in a matter of moments. Not a mood swing, but an adverse reaction of sorts.
It’s been three months since my mother passed away, and our extended family just had the first of what will be many gatherings – a bridal shower. As everyone in the family knows, my mother was all over these things. From finding ways to have ‘the’ best gift for the bride, to insisting on inserting herself in the planning, to fussing over the food …