It's rainy & dreary and I just want to go to sleep!
Meh. The weather has got me feeling crappy again. Mentally, not physically. I hate when it's all dreary. Especially since the husband-person can't work. That makes me all anxious about bill-paying abilities.
It is very tempting to go upstairs and crawl in bed and pull the covers over my head. It's just that kind of day. I don't feel like I ever really woke up.
On to other things... I've got 3 people (2 of them very strongly) trying to convince me I need to do NaNoWriMo. Still undecided. It'd be an incentive to actually get started on the 8 or 10 books I've got running around in my head. I don't know what my hesitation is. :-( I have the ability, I have the skills. I guess I'm overwhelmed with the concept that whatever I write will suck. I've always been my own worst critic. I think everything I write sucks.
Anyway... yeah. The hubby decided to go run some errands again. In a skirt... again. I'm still not real clear on how I actually feel about this whole transgender thing. Some days it's fine. Other days I just want it to be some awful joke. I've come a long way in 2 years of dealing with this, haven't I? Sheesh.
It is very tempting to go upstairs and crawl in bed and pull the covers over my head. It's just that kind of day. I don't feel like I ever really woke up.
On to other things... I've got 3 people (2 of them very strongly) trying to convince me I need to do NaNoWriMo. Still undecided. It'd be an incentive to actually get started on the 8 or 10 books I've got running around in my head. I don't know what my hesitation is. :-( I have the ability, I have the skills. I guess I'm overwhelmed with the concept that whatever I write will suck. I've always been my own worst critic. I think everything I write sucks.
Anyway... yeah. The hubby decided to go run some errands again. In a skirt... again. I'm still not real clear on how I actually feel about this whole transgender thing. Some days it's fine. Other days I just want it to be some awful joke. I've come a long way in 2 years of dealing with this, haven't I? Sheesh.