Things I’ve had on my List of Things To Do for too long:
- Finishing my novel. No, my old novel. Stuck in an endless series of re-writes.
- A whole shitload of genealogical info to compile, esp. from Margie’s family, esp. from the family reunion two or three summers ago.
- Mapping the yard, so that we can do some real planning for it.
- Scanning old photos.
- Labeling and booking the photos from our England trip two and a half years ago.
- Labeling and booking all our other photos.
- Sanding and restaining the rest of the railing in the house.
That doesn’t, of course, count the more mundane things, like finishing reorganizing the basement, doing the bills, completing the computer survey at the church, getting our wills notarized, doing my PBeM logs, or getting my new WIST site set up. Oh, and starting that supers game I keep saying I’ll be starting Real Soon Now.
So what the hell am I doing starting the NaNoWriMo thang? Hell if I know.
At the very least I won’t get any further than a month behind on it.