I'm so behind schedule with my rewrites for book #3, so much so that I'm still having to call it book #3. UGH! My mind is in ten different places at once and it is plain ol' distracting. I don't know how to stop it. Calgon, take me away! Is that stuff even around anymore and did I spell it correctly? I remember the commercials from when I was a kid: a mom is soaking in the tub while all chaos erupts outside the bathroom door. Enough with my ramblings. I don't have time for that. Today on my agenda is bouncing with my almost four-year-old nephew...literally bouncing. Um, there seems to be more snow on the ground, so what else are we supposed to do?
Tonight I shall work.