Wrung Out

I just wrote 250 very crabby words that I cannot post publicly.  I deleted them and now I don’t know what to put on here.

NaNoWriMo started on November 1st and I haven’t written anything for the project.  I’m exhausted and run down and ate my dinner in my office to get away from the incessant talking and nitpicking and requests for personal interaction that I just do not have it in me to provide to my family tonight.

It’s not even 7:00 and I want to go to bed.  I have so much to do, and not enough time in which to do it. 

Oh.  And I’m developing a migraine.  My husband has been tested for and diagnosed with H1N1 and has taken over the living room, so I still haven’t seen Sunday night’s episode of “Mad Men” because everyone’s in the living room and there is no opportunity for me to have any time to myself.

Truly, I think I am going to lose my mind.

4 comments on “Wrung Out

  1. Tell you what, Hubby has a seminar up near Baltimore this week and I am going along to shop at the Inner Harbor. Come along with me and forget your worries!

    Bring Rabbit since the National Aquarium is there. Tell PC you are outta there for a few days and to cook his own damn chicken soup while he’s sick… Cold hearted little old me.

    http://www.aqua.org/

    Di
    (I’m just a big talker since I’d be right here at home cooking chicken soup if it were my Hubby) All the best to PC.

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