Why is it…

…when you go to the doctor, you feel uncomfortable talking about your sex life, yet you can’t wait to tell your girlfriends about your latest rendezvous with your man?

…you get naked and have to put on this paper drape thing, get felt up, and then don’t even get so much as dinner or a kiss goodnight? And the kicker is, you actually PAY to do this…

…you find yourself breaking into a sweat at the mere THOUGHT of getting naked and putting on the paper drape thing and as you’re looking at it, you wonder if you have it on backwards?

I hate going to the doctor, but there was this one great thing about it yesterday. I arrived 20 minutes early for my appointment. Figuring I’d wait for a while in the waiting room, I took my friend’s ms. with me to read. I sat down, pulled out my green pen and the nurse called my name. I was in and out before my actual appointment time! It was so freaky. That has NEVER happened to me before. I got home before 5 and had dinner and dishes done by 6.

The Sweetie Boy, though, was a bit of a bear last night. I could tell he was tired and hungry by the way he was acting. He was a little better after dinner. I let him help me bake a cheesecake for the office Thanksgiving party on Thursday. I got everything in the bowl and was about to start mixing when my hand mixer crapped out. I had to make a run for a new one. And OH did I get the COOLEST one ever! It’s a Sunbeam but it’s stainless and it totally rocks. It came with it’s own stand and everything.

Got baby in the tub and then in bed and he was out seconds later. Which left me with the rest of the evening, a glass of wine, and … my MAGIC book.

I’ve totally reworked the beginning. My crit partners told me they thought I started in the wrong place and it would be better starting with the tavern scene, so that’s what I did. And it’s much better. Then onward to the fight scene. I lamented to Best Good Friend that I suck at writing fight scenes and she assured me I didn’t. She did say that I tend to write “poetic” and “romantic” and that just doesn’t work when the hero is killing the bad guys.


I did manage to get the fight scene and escape scene done. And now I’m moving on. I’m really falling in love with this story and the characters really seem to fit each other.

I took a look at my bills last night and it was completely depressing. I got a royalty check and I’m disappointed to have to spend it on bills, but nonetheless I think that’s the right thing to do. And I was going to buy myself a sweater on sale at Victor’s Secret. Oh well. I really need to work on paying off bills anyway. My spending has been quite out of control these last few months and now it’s time to buckle down and get serious about paying them off.

The house isn’t going anywhere and I have all the time in the world to fix it up. But I’m such a hurry-up-and-do-it kind of girl. I want everything done yesterday. So I tend to overspend and over-extend myself to get stuff done. I want a new light fixture for the dining room, new wall scones for the entry and hallway, a ceiling fan in the office, new ones for the baby’s room, my room, and the living room. There are outlets that don’t work that need to be fixed, and the exposed pipe in the back of the house that needs to be fixed and wrapped… the list is ENDLESS. But that’s part of buying a house. And I need to pace myself and not go overboard with spending and getting stuff done RIGHT NOW. I mean, it doesn’t have to be RIGHT NOW, does it? After all, Rome wasn’t built in a day. Right?

Anyway, perhaps I need to make a list of all the things I want/need to do and then prioritize. I also need to put myself on a budget and STICK TO IT. Hopefully some of these start-up costs (phone and DSL, for instance – sheesh – they are KILLING me) will go down next month. And I refuse to run the heat until absolutely necessary.

All right enough rambling. It’s time for :coffee:

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.