I know this is going to sound unbelievable, but it turns out that three cities in three days, viewing six to seven houses each, with a bunch of driving every day, and oh yeah, two offers (one rejected one accepted) is EXHAUSTING. Yes, tongue firmly in cheek.
And I’m sorry I’ve been more absent than not from the blog. But–
Well, but the next month things will be funky (if all goes well) as we get this house ready to go up, and things packed to move.
Neverthless, Bowl of Red is on track to go up early next month, (hopefully before closing) and my evenings are right now taken up with editing/fixing/etc the darkship series, so it can start going up one a week.
I have August 15th through 25th penciled in for sleeping, but with my luck that’s when hell breaks lose, right?
(But Sarah, you said June. I know. I also said it would be so small/silent in June we might not notice. But I’m not going to weasel. This sense of what’s coming is an imperfect instrument, and it’s possible I’m completely wrong. I’m still holding on to hope all this resolves without fire and blood. But judging from how people less inclined to think so are acting, I’d say chances are slim. Still, praying never hurt anyone. Pray for peace. Prepare for otherwise, yes, including disruptions and chaos. And always follow Heinlein’s advice: keep your clothes and weapons where you can find them in the dark. The life you save might be your own.)
And now that I’m upright and moving (Well, shambling) I’m going to get my headphones on, audiobook playing, and go clean the house. (It’s okay, I’ve trained myself to think of this as “resting” since it’s normally half of my day off) so serious scraping/sanding/painting can start tomorrow.
I’ll drop by now and then, hopefully to be amused. And will sit down to write at 5 pm or so….
Thank you for putting up with irregular hours and crazy times here at ATH. I’ll try to post regularly through the next month, but some days I’ll fail. Thank you in advance for your patience.
Try to defend the ATH ship from pirates and the pirate-like regulars who will try to burn it or scuttle it because some troll infestation got in.
Be not afraid. We’re going to get through this. All of this. Because we’re the people who get through things. By the time most of us survived childhood, there was nothing they could do to us that held any terror.
So, we go!