If we were having coffee, it would have to be decaf for most of us as it’s after 7:30 pm. We’ve just stopped for the night on our way home from a week of traveling. This will be the last night before we get home as we are half way home. Yay!
If we were having coffee, I would probably bore you with a lot of stuff you don’t want to hear about the grand kids. I’ll try not to.
It has been tough with the two little ones. Spencer has trouble being in the car for more than about two hours so a two day trip home becomes three! If we can get him to nap then we hustle and get as far as we can before he wakes up. Anderson, on the contrary is and always has been a good traveler. No stops for him although he is in the “How many more minutes?” phase…every two minutes he asks!
Tough as it has been, I’m glad we made the trip. I needed to be at the funeral for me as much as for them. As I sat in that church, in the last pew by the exit (that’s where I put myself even though there was lots of room), I realized that some of what I was feeling was because there was no religious kind of observance of my father’s passing last May. I felt like the mass was as much for Abuela as for my dad. And no, she wasn’t my grandmother but she was grandmother to everyone that came her way. Everyone at the mass knew her as Abuela! I’m glad it’s over and we’re almost home…and I’m glad we got to go.
I’ll cut it short. I’m way behind on NaNoWriMo and even though I may not make it to 50k this year, I’m not giving up. I’m going to try. If I can get a little time tonight after everyone goes to sleep, I can write a couple of thousand words which is not much in the scheme of things but it keeps me from getting one more day behind. Then I should be able to write at least 5k Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday I head for Seattle but might try to get some words in before I leave. With luck I can get maybe another 3 to 5 thousand done in Seattle. That still leaves me behind but I’ll be in catch up range. It might get right down to midnight this year!
I hope everyone has a great weekend, a wonderful week, and for those who celebrate Thanksgiving, a very peaceful and inspiring holiday. I should be home late Sunday and with luck, I’ll get back to normal posting.
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Wasted Days And Wasted Nights 
good luck with the rest of NaNoWriMo
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I have failed miserably at NaNo this year. I do wish you well on it, though! Traveling with little ones is something I am so glad to be over! Though, quite frankly, teenagers can be a pain too!
I love that your departed Abuela was “Abuela” to everyone… she must have been special.
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I’m glad you had a safe trip, and that you had a chance to say your farewell to your Abuela. I remember traveling with my little ones, so I know it couldn’t have been an easy trip for any of you.
I failed at NaNo this year, as well. But it sounds like you have a great attitude toward it, and I think you’ve already “won” even if you don’t make it to 50K words.
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I’m sorry for your loss, but glad going to the funeral helped. I hope you have a peaceful week.
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NaNo seems to have been difficult for a lot of people this year—lots going on to disrupt the writing flow.
Hope you’re back at home in your own bed tonight—it’s amazing the difference that can make!
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I got home sick. I’ve had this cold and raw throat for the better part of a month. I’m ready to let it go. Drinking a glass of whisky and trying to sweat it out tonight but I have a feeling I’m going to end up in a walk in doctor in a box place tomorrow.
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Hope you’re feeling better today!!
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I am quite intrigued by the chat on the weekend coffee share this weekend about Nano and a sense of regret and failure that’s around. I could feel myself being swept up in the pre-Nano anticipation and was becoming quite tempted to sign up even though it would be a huge distraction at an exceptionally busy time of year. However, I resisted but hearing everyone talk about their word counts has been very motivating and my book project has been making progress. That was until the hailstorm destroyed the roof to the office and I had to move everything out. That’s what I’d call a direct hit when it comes to writing sabotage. The start of the book is set in Paris in 1992 when I was there as a 21 year old backpacker. That became a bit intense after the Paris bombings and I needed a breather and to grieve and write about that instead.
I am madly trying to clean up from the storm as my uncle will be staying here on Saturday night and it was looking like a bomb hit the place before the hailstorm so I have a lot of work ahead. That said, I’m still planning on getting back into the book project ASAP. Take care and Good Luck! xx Rowena
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Glad you are almost home. Good luck with your writing.
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