Could You Just, I Don't Know, Climb Into My Mouth?
I had plans tonight. Once I got the kids to bed I was going to grab my moleskine and my newest book and go sit out under the gazebo and enjoy the evening with a glass of wine. Or two. Ish. But first I had to get the youngest to bed first because they're still sleeping in their box and can't go in at the same time or they'll never go to sleep. Oldest and I started watching A Year In The Life of JK Rowling. Youngest went out pretty quick so Oldest went down right away, but now I was into the show. Then it ends but I'm in that catatonic state where mind and remote are one. Once I pulled myself out of that it was too dark to go outside and read or write so then I planted my ass in front of the computer where I had absolutely no inspiration to write anything at all. Then I found this dinosaur picture.
I still don't have any inspiration, but I do have a cool picture.
I'm not even doing this right.
Thank you for having patience where I have none. And for having crazy dreams that wake you up in the middle of the night so you have nothing better to do than sit at the computer trying to figure out how to retrieve all of our photos from the back up drive that wouldn't let them go. Your hard work and ability not to hit things that don't work are inspiring.