It's supposed to be hugely hot in the next few days, so I ventured out to Tar get to get me a new fan. It's fanning merrily away at the window right now. We're saved! I'm planning a busy morning outlining my novel and going through things trying to make space in the house. I'd like to get my stuff into the chest of drawers I have, because I haven't used it in a really long time and it's full of clothes that no longer fit. I'm talking a good game, here, when actually I'll end up on the couch watching Anthony Bourdain visit different countries and eat weird food.
I'm starting to get tired of not working. I just am at odds with myself. I still can't lift my arm, though, so how would I work? No idea.
My Eliz turns 18 on Saturday! Holy guacamole, how did that happen! I remember her 1st birthday so well. It was deadly hot, over 100 degrees, and we all melted along with the cake. She totally scored a ton of toys.