I fought the good fight Bloggies, but I just can NOT keep up with CampNaNoWriMo this month. Between moving, taking care of the kiddo, the dog, and actually taking the time to talk to Kevin when he gets home from work my brain refuses to function creatively. I’m kind of upset about it, and I’m going to continue to write until the end of the month to see how far I get, but really it was just too much this month. There’s another one coming around in July. You know, when I’m not busy trying to keep two houses together on top of all of my other wifely duties. I’ve still managed to pump out 20k words in two weeks. Two extremely hectic, and stressful weeks but it is what it is. Technically if you count all of my rewrites there at the beginning I’m write on track. Ha ha. Write on track, get it? I’m sorry I’m a little slap happy and extremely exhausted right now. lol.
In other news, I was all worried about creepers at the house and tonight after Kevin got home from work when we made our way back to the apartment for the night we arrived to find most of the Nowheresville police force, and both of the county detectives in our complex. When both of the detectives show up you know it’s serious business. We’re not sure what all went down, but if we had to guess we think it was something domestic that got out of hand and resulted in a really bad assault. The police are always at that building for something, but like I said the detectives don’t show up unless it’s the real deal. The police are currently all sorts of staked out around the complex tonight too, and all over this side of town looking for some one. So yeah. That’s probably why I can’t sleep.
That or the massive storm looming just to the West of us. It’s supposed to get really nasty here tomorrow as far as weather is concerned. I’m glad we actually get a spring this year, but I did not miss the lack of severe storms last season. I’m always kind of worried about it just because of Nora, but now that I know the sirens are pretty much useless I’m even MORE worried about it. Bah… some times I wish I lived on a tropical island, because you can always predict a hurricane. You can’t always predict a tornado.
Anyway… I’m falling asleep at my key board so I guess it’s time for bed. lol. Until later Bloggies. 🙂