Just fourteen trick-or-treaters on Halloween. One of those came at about 9:10, after I'd forgotten to turn the light off at 9.
ladykatyjane's Milky Ways were safe and sound. We live in a small neighborhood and didn't get so many last year, so no great surprise.
NaNoWriMo's going slow but fruitful. I feel confident of putting the lid on the Big Project. Hopefully I can get some others started. It's long past time, I feel, to start putting them in motion. But you never know. Anyway, I've been getting hints that Someone thinks I should maybe get them going, so that's the creative landscape for me in the immediate future.
This weekend: Haircut and a new pair of shoes. My right shoe's coming apart.
This morning: Call in the dent in the Cavalier's windshield. I thought the thing was a bug, but when it bounced off the car it left a chink sound and a divot. Hmph.
I just brought the dogs in, got my cereal poured, sat down, and heard a thump at the front door. Looked over and Zane was camping out there, waiting for a walk. You're jumping the gun, Zane.