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Missing Deadlines

Life - not only is it the final frontier, but sometimes it is also a whirlwind. These days, I feel an awful lot like Toto in the Wizard of Oz. It is like I've been shoved in a basket and taken through the tornado to a land that looks like nothing I have ever seen before.

My husband and I made the difficult decision to close down our retail store and move the whole business back home. That has translated into weeks (or months?) of sorting, selling, packing and storing everything that the business has owned. Right now, there is a mountain of inventory, paperclips, toddler-work-toys and extension cords rising up from the floor of my living room. I have rehomed a fraction of the mountain in the last two weeks, and I hope that eventually I will muster up the courage and energy I need to tackle the rest of it.

Add to that weeks upon weeks of birthdays, holidays, the start of summer... and writing has gotten pushed far down the list of priorities. Not that I'd be able to write if I had the time anyway - I am having trouble focusing as my mind bounces between tasks. I do have an idea brewing for the next few scenes of Adaline 2.0, but I'm not sure when my fingers will co-operate to put them on paper.

One thing I have been able to keep up on though is reading. It has been a GLORIOUS escape from reality and insomnia, and I am happy to say that I am ahead of schedule on my 2015 reading goals. Heck, I even took an afternoon drive to renew my library card. After nearly four years of inactivity, the librarian was surprised that the system took it without having to fill out new forms!

I think this week the toddler and I are going to sign up for the library's summer reading program, and we'll see how much more of this reading challenge list I can get filled up.


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