January 17th, 2012



Possibly I should just accept today is a Not Writing day, and do thinks like:

- get dinner into the slow cooker
- pack up some books
- pack up some comics
- write some form letters
- more laundry
- clean the fridge
- clean the kitchen
- get train tickets
- water the tree

during the baby’s nap.

Of course, now I’ve got everything but the book-packing done, and the only surface to do that on is in my office, so maybe I should go work now. Just in case he decides to have a Big Sleep.

(x-posted from the essential kit)