I feel adrift. I don't want to start anything new before Monday because I don't have time to finish any of the projects I have envisioned - not even the short ones. I know that I had intended to slob around when it came to writing, but I have a hard time sticking to that. I already put my entire outline into Write It Now and I've been spinning plot lines left and right, but I feel weird about purposely not writing things now.
So, I've been sewing like crazy. Mittens, scarves, pants for BG, little jumpers for her. I want to start a cowl because it's getting cold, but that's another project that I won't be able to finish before Sunday.
I'm holding onto the promise of reward. As soon as I cross the finish line, pirateguillermo and the girls and I are heading down to LA to go with his parents and check out Body Worlds. I'm dying to see it.