It's been an interesting week of rescheduling, trying to get enough sleep to be productive and just function. I'm so glad for the weekend because I really need to relax and recharge. I don't know how much relaxing is going to get done but I'll try.
I still have not done anything crafty and I'm not impressed one bit. A hat, a throw, something. I have some alpaca fibre that has yet to be spun. Something that I want to try my hand at. That was supposed to be one of my mini projects for 2012. I guess it will be a mini project for 2013. I'll get it done.
The snow and biting cold is officially back and like many of you I am not impressed. I did not go to any writing groups this week because I could not be bothered to ride but mostly wait on public transit. Not with the wind whistling up any, small opening of my coat.
The squirrel problem is partly resolved. The 2 critters are out and the entrance is sealed. The problem is that in all of the commotion the s**t was literally scared out of the last squirrel. Yep, I'll leave it to your imagination. Now I know why some people eat the nasty critters. Not because it's free or tastes good but out of revenge for destroying parts of their home and costing them money.
Willing myself to be enthusiastic, that's all I can do. The weather feels like spring and it's certainly raining like it's spring. I will enjoy it and appreciate it because by Thursday or Friday the snow and biting winds will be back.
The squirrel issue was almost solved but it's not. Yet. Either there were two squirrels living in the venting system or the one snuck back in and hunkered down. When it tried to get out later on in the afternoon, it and we, found out that it was trapped by the mesh covered opening. So much for smarts on the squirrel or the pest control guys part.
Second last day for my first submission to be handed in and I'm feeling the time crunch. I wish that I had remembered it earlier in the month so I could have had more prep and editing time. Oh well, I'll be better prepared next time. Update: Not going to happen this time around. I do not feel good about what I would hand in, so this contest will be passed. I can use my story in another submission. Life.