Crisp days, cold nights. Leaves changing colors into a palette of vivid reds, yellows, oranges, and the occasional deep purple. The sky seems bluer, the clouds whiter. Frost withers the green grass, and makes pruning old bushes possible. Pumpkins and apples are in season (and so are the baked goods that come from them). You can get away with a sweater, and there are No. Mosquitoes.
I wish it would hurry up and get here - down in the South we don't usually see it until late October, unless you live in the mountains. I miss autumn in New England, but I sure don't miss winter!
Well, Cotton would just be a stay-at-home mom. She's had her kids and just would just prefer to hang around the house and sleep.
Ink Jet would be a boxer or some kind of other fighter. He's always getting into them around here, and is losing more often than not now, I think.
Kami? Locksmithing. I think she's the one who opens the back door from time to time, and she definitely tries to get into my boys' room when the door is shut.
Lacey would be into home security and alarm systems. That's what she does a lot of here, barking to tell us who is in the yard, at the door, or even walking in the street.
Chala would be an athlete, probably a runner. With her slick fur, she's like greased lightning whenever she goes outside.
So, there you have it. Our pets working for the money. Except for Cotton, as I said. But mothering is a big, important, poorly-paid (at least in terms of money) job. I should know.
I'm betatesting lj's new profile layout. I must say it looks nice. Things are compartmentalized; links that had been simply icons now have icons and text (and are clearer to read). There's more information, too.
Waiting on the next update of Girl Genius before bed. I really want to work on my fanfiction tomorrow. I opened up Overtures 27 to work on it some more. I don't know what's keeping me from finishing the chapter, but something is. It's frustrating to know that I'd rather do laundry than write... sigh.
Well, we're mostly caught up with the new Doctor. We've just watched "The Girl in the Fireplace", the last of the episodes from series 2 (Tenth Doctor's first series) that we hadn't seen. Now to wait for series 3 to be picked up by our local library so we can see them for free!
Writer's block continues unabated, unfortunately. I've got to buckle down and write!! Just write! Something! Anything!
Working on an RP post tonight with TracyFan4Ever. And I've been IMing - brainstorming - with Susanmartha. Maybe that will help.
It has gotten downright cold here! Freeze warnings for last night and tonight. Gotta get the hubby to put down all the storm windows; the boys' room is freezing and we don't need a higher gas bill than the one we're going to get next cycle! I am so tempted to put some money into a few electric heaters; electricity is cheaper than gas right now and if last winter's bill is like this winter's bill, we'd probably save in the long run. I wish we had better insulation, but the people who built this old house were made of sturdier stuff than we are, apparently.
I feel the compelling need to write, but I have so many ideas in my head that I don't know which fic or which RP to start with! At least in IR:TNP, there are a couple of people with posts ready; I've given a nudge to the one who's supposed to start the ball rolling there. At CIR, I suppose it's my turn to post but trying to put something coherent together is eluding me. I posted last at Thunderfan, and a good one it was, too. One of my best lately at that site, in fact. I've got an idea for The Magician, but there are small details to work out there as well. Daria's Thunderbirds RPG is floudering again, but this time I feel no compulsion to jump in and save it.
I've got a bit of Turnabout chapter 15 done, but am still puzzling over how this bit of plot should go. And Washed Up (which I believe I will rename to Serendipity, since someone else on ff.net has a fic entitled, Wash Up) is buzzing around in my brain as well; problem is that it's later chapters that keep flying around. I suppose I should write them down so that I lose nothing. Then there's the novel, which I really feel bad about. But part of me just doesn't want to actually put fingers to keyboard! (Ironic, I know, seeing as that's just what I'm doing now.)
I guess that it's a matter of picking one and sitting down and writing it until I reach the chapter's end. And Turnabout is probably the one that needs my attention the most. So I guess I'll work on that first. Hopefully I can focus in on it and get this next chapter done.
Met with Dragonlady at Atlanta Bread Company for a late breakfast. She had to take her kitties to be spayed before we could get together but it was nice all the same. We talked and talked and drank coffee, so I managed to stay awake for the whole time. Surprised me because I was falling asleep at the computer earlier. I really need to get out more!
It feels so weird to talk about the kids' old school in the past tense. It's like we now have no point of reference to each other. I just hope that we can continue to be friends even though our kids are in different schools now and we don't see each other as much as we used to. She's a good friend and Lord knows I need some that I can sit down and talk with face to face.
Other than that, I've gotten nothing done. Nothing, nada, zilch. I'll try to put the dishwasher on before I take off to get the kids from school. Hubby won't be too disappointed, I know. At least I got out and away from the computer for a while will be his reasoning.
Hopefully I can get back to Turnabout this evening. I did a little last night and it seemed to break the block I was feeling. I hate writer's block. If I want to do this for a living, I've got to find a way around it.
Might be back later, who knows.