Whew! So, yesterday was a grump day for me, complete with grousing and grimacing and snarking. I wasn't particularly angry, just grumpy and when it got to the end of the day and I hadn't posted my NaBloWriMo post for the day, I really just let it all hang out. Insanely. Honestly, it was like I was a crazy person.
For the record:
- I do not feel stressed out by NaBloWriMo. Having almost EIGHTY folks to hang out with is awesome and while, yes, I wish we had new buttons, I'm not wigging out over the fact that we don't. I'll get to them.
- I'm not overdoing it. My tendency is actually to UNDERdo it, so having NaBloWriMo as the frames of my day (prompt in the morning, post in the evening) actually spurs me to do stuff. Wish I could make fiction writing my frame. (This might be a light bulb moment. I'll keep you posted.)
- You all, with your support and defenses and soothing words, are so cool.
- The blog feed thing is making me nuts. A, it lost Selma, which is absolutely not okay. And B, it won't recognize my Mama, which makes me crazy. I still don't have any reasons why. I suggested to my Mama and now suggest to everybody else, to post links to your posts to the Facebook page if you're having problems with this.
Okay. Go have good days and stop worrying about me. I've already cleaned the bathroom, which I was amused to discover is better than being awakened by a nine-year-old weirdo at four o'clock any day. So I'm all good.