Of moving in and (non) writing

Don't you love it when you have a list of furniture you still need to replace and you walk into somewhere and see just what you need, in great condition, for just the right price? It even fit in my car, which was nice, as they don't deliver. We've been living out of suitcases since June, and it's so nice to have a dresser again! Now if I could only find a couple more low bookshelves. After checking all the thrift stores, garage sales, and furniture stores, I think I've resigned myself to the fact that I'm going to have to get horrible-quality Walmart shelves. Alas, even they are out, as the university starts up this week and incoming students are outfitting their apartments.

I'm supposed to be working on my draft but it's one of those days where every few minutes the phone rings or a two year old spills an entire serving bowl of cut watermelon (with seeds) on the floor or the school has sent home conflicting messages yet again and I don't have to go to a meeting after all--but I do have to pick up my otherwise-bused kid because they didn't let me know about the non-meeting until after my kid had already gone to school with plans to meet me there. So I end up clicking on the internet instead. Which is terrible, I know. I'm still excited about my WIP, although I need time to think about the hows of some plot movements. My characters are coming alive nicely, though.

Speaking of, the guy in front of me at Walmart looked an awful lot like one of my characters. Have you ever seen one of yours walking around and fought the urge not to stare?

I've now put 10 books on interlibrary loan/local purchase request. I hope the librarians don't get scared when they see me coming. :)