Heading back to normal

Chadwick headed home today. I take Alex back to school tomorrow. Overall, we had a good week with them. There was some drama, but that's to be expected with teens and young adults. The downside is that I haven't written anything in about a week and a half, and it's getting to me. I'm going back through How To Think Sideways lessons to make sure I'm on track with 'Still Gracie Mac' and might get some words in tonight. I might look at the parts I have to rewrite. I need to flesh out my goals for the book so I can get back to work Monday morning. Tomorrow is already shot; I'll be on the road all day. Half of the trip I'll be alone, though, so if I can refresh the story in my head, I can use the drive home to ruminate. I'm SO ready to get back to work.

Eric and I indulged in a little retail therapy this afternoon. Alex needed two flat queen sheets to take back to school for his fraternity initiation. The guy he talked to didn't say why he needed them, and I'm not sure I really want to know, but I suspect togas will be involved. We also went to the bookstore, where I picked up some history books for research. I'd intended to use my e-reader for that, but I couldn't get all the books I wanted. I found some good stuff anyway, and I got a little fix.

Now for another fix--back to Think Sideways and a little plot doctoring.

Not quiet, but that's OK

I stayed up way past my bedtime Friday night, waiting for Chadwick and Alex to get here. By 7:00 in the evening, I had people converging on my house that I hadn't seen in months. They all live nearby, but evidently I'm chopped liver. That's OK, they were almost as excited about seeing Alex and Chadwick as I was.



They got here about 11:30, and Alex's very first priority was food. He didn't miss me, per se; he missed my cooking.



He was, however, more than happy to interrupt his midnight snack for a surprise visit from The Girlfriend.


Needless to say, we haven't seen much of Alex this weekend, which is more or less what I expected. When he was little, I didn't think this time of his life would actually come, and when he was an adolescent, I was pretty sure he wouldn't live this long. Now he's moving into having his own life and surprisingly, I'm good with that. Of course, I'm steadfastly not thinking about the first Thanksgiving we'll have without him. For now, I'm thankful to have loved ones safely under my roof, and I plan to feed them for all they're worth!

Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.