So Many Books, So Little Time

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I've got several batches of library books coming due in the next ten days. Which is stressing me a bit only because I know that whatever I don't finish with will have to wait until after the first of the year for another turn because of NaNo in November and my visit to Longview in December. And two months is pushing the limit of how long I can wait to get back to a book I started and expect to continue with where I left off. But rushing through them is no better as that insures less retention.

OK so I brought it on myself. Its only what to expect if you start 100 books while finishing five.

Stressing on library due dates is mostly a distraction from the real stress though. Like having learned this week that my BP is controlled enough to get the go ahead from my doctor to start dental work. Which means I have to factor in dental visits and all the hullabaloo they entail into the middle of NaNoWriMo or else wait until after the first of the year which isn't really an option--at least not a responsible one.

But today and probably most of tomorrow I can't even hope to advance any bookmarks by much because I need to attend to neglected chores like laundry and clutter patrol in our room because my in-laws are out of town for a couple of days and since I no longer have my home-alone-Saturdays since race season ended I either have to grab on to opportunities like this or be faced with doing my chores while they are home.

So what? You might ask. Well, picture walking through your in-laws living room while they are watching TV on your way to the outside garbage can with a bag of dirty kitty litter. Or picture two two-hundred pound people passing each other in a narrow (under 3 feet wide) hall--which is what happens when anyone needs in or out of the master bedroom or bathroom when I am loading or unloading laundry from the machines.

Got the picture? It's just better to get it all done when they are elsewhere if at all possible. And tonight I can even do laundry at night which was always my preferred time for it when I had my own home. Not just can but must since Ed is out of his essentials and has to leave for work in six hours.