Because this is purportedly the blog of someone who enjoys writing, you are perhaps expecting some deep and philosophical entry about the motivation behind a story idea? Afraid not. Today my motivation, or more accurately the lack thereof, is related to getting my house to look like something resembling a living space, preferably complete with holiday decorations. With Christmas just weeks away, I have less than nothing done and can't seem to harness the ambition to do it. Tree is up, but barely decorated, large grass covered platform is prepared for the nativity display which generally ends up being half the size of the Middle East (apparently the husband had a little more ambition than I), but I just keep looking at it and waiting for the Christmas elves to sneak in and do it all sometime deep in the dark night while visions of sugarplums, or sinfully sexy and well -muscled heros from my favorite paranormals, dance in my head. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's not happening. My plan for Santa to complete all of my shopping and gift wrapping isn't looking too promising either! Bottom line? It looks like I'm on my own. Step one: get dressed. Step two: third cup of coffee. Step three: get dressed. What? I'm not procrastinating, I'm pacing myself!
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