Mentally Wrung-Out

[woodwardiocom]

-Man, I'm beat. I just sent off my 44,000 words of Unannounced Project WOMI to my editor. It's in pretty good shape. I would have liked to hammer on it some more, but I need to get it off my plate so I can deal with other stuff, like finding a day job, and Xmas, and assorted social obligations. I appear to be responsible for the cheese biscuits, the eggnog, and the mulled cider for the party Darlene and I are throwing on Saturday, along with a lot of cleaning. The fact that Darlene/darlene_ford and Jen/anotherjen are preparing much more food than I doesn't make me less whelmed.

(D & J, this is in no way a complaint about you! I am responsible for my own state of whelmitude!)

(And, the party hasn't been generally announced becuase it's invite-only, and we have limited space. There are dozens more people I would love to have over, but -- honestly -- my list didn't get much beyond immediate family. I love you all, really.)

-So, all that, and I have lots more shopping to do. But not tonight. Tonight, I sleep. Tomorrow looks to be fun...

Comments

[anotherjen.livejournal.com]

Hey, this is your party. I'm just your happy little helper. The fact that you will be the only person at the party who I have ever met before has helped to reinforce that fact in my mind. :-) So use me, baby, use me.

[darlene-ford.livejournal.com]

I may not be a full-fledged vegetable feeding accomplice, but I think I
at least qualify as someone you've met ;-)