So I sent off Chapter 4 to my readers. I do need to go to school and print out a draft of the whole mess and get that to my outside reader. Must go explore at PetCo and see if they have any quality food for His Royal Highness Mr. Tabby. But then what? WSF left a couple hours ago. Maude left last week. Thank goodness Similarly Self-Reflective Fabulous Friend is still in town. But that's it for the inner circle. Sigh.
I guess I do have other projects I could work on. Jeez. Didn't I used to have hobbies? Even the books I want to read seem too much like work. I do want to get healthy -- and that usually spirals out of hand into a huge project. And then there's the entire house it would be good to go through in preparation for moving. Dear lord! Isn't there anything I can do for fun?!! Even sitting around watching movies doesn't sound good. It's probably not a Drafts-at-the-Readers funk as much as a WSF-Has-Left(-Me) funk. Ya, ya. I'm moving anyway. In three months. What am I supposed to do until then?
Well, I suppose I better get my butt to school. If I just get going, the what-to-do usually figures itself out.