Our family had to celebrate Thanksgiving today because on actual Thanksgiving my dad has to go to work.
The particular retail establishment where he is a general manager is opening at 8am on Thanksgiving morning and staying open ALL NIGHT THROUGH THE NIGHT into Black Friday, and then finally closing at 11pm, which is two hours after their normal closing time.
I feel really bad for my dad.
Thankfully we were able to get together and enjoy each other’s company and enjoy the great food, and on paper plates! Less dishes!
Or is it fewer dishes?
I feel like my writing has gotten crappier as the month progresses.
This morning when I woke up I was over 5,000 words behind, I haven’t written more than a few hundred words in the last three days, but then I was determined to get it done today, and so far have 4,506 words to my NaNoWriMo bucket of word vomit, and hope to get that last few hundred in before midnight so that I can be officially caught up when I get up in the morning.
NaNoWriMo is going great for me, and November overall has been giving me wonderful things, even if some of them are new and scary and fill me with anxiety.
It’s okay. I have pills for that.