It's summer here, and oh, heck yeah, is summer here, with a vengeance. Been in the 100's for the last three weeks, and we're moving onto a month of triple digit weather.
Not fun, not by a long shot. Especially when hubby works outside in the heat all day. And some days there's not enough water and Gatorade to make it through.
I'm no weather expert, but normally we at least have winds to cool things down a bit, but oh no. Hubby, (an amateur meteorologist) said something about a jet stream that usually runs across the midwest, bringing storms and cooler temperatures in the summer, has shifted north, bringing tornadoes to the Dakotas instead of here.
So we're stuck with this horrible heat here.
And I spend my days putting train cars back together (son is forever pulling them apart and re-arranging them) and attempting to clean my house, and not go insane, because both kids are home. I think we have three weeks before the daughter goes back to school, and I am oh so grateful for that one.
I love my daughter, I do, she's amazing and brilliant and creative and all those awesome things. She's also so vibrant that she sometimes can't contain that amazing energy she has. And I want to go hide in the closet to get away from it. And the boy intensifies this energy. Granted, they do play together pretty good most of the time.
I just must emphasize "most of the time." It doesn't help that my house is very very small, with only one "common room" for everyone to gather. If the kids play, the TV is on, and, say hubby is on the computer watching videos without headphones, the place becomes a bit of a migraine waiting to happen.
Which is why, putting it out there, universe, we need a bigger house. A much, much, much bigger house. With at least three bedrooms, and more than one common room. And for myself, I'd like a nook somewhere private, (next to the furnace is fine by me, by the way), where I can write without distraction.
Though you know me universe, I can find distractions in anything, but still, I'm willing to try. So putting it out there universe, bring us what we need. God always blesses us with exactly what we need, when we need it, I'm so thankful for that in my life, you have no idea. Even when stuff's really hard, it's wonderful to realize when I look back, that we got just what we needed.
Maybe wasn't what I wanted, but it was what I needed.
Wrote once in Mom's mechanical room, next to furnace, freezer, water heater, and water softener. It was utter heaven. The stuff made enough noise to drown out the rest of the house, I could close the door, and it was a private heaven made of two-by-fours and concrete.
So I'm ready. I'm working on doing what needs to be done on my end--writing and writing and writing, but as my good friend says "work our butts off this year, to maybe get paid next year..." That's where I'm at.
I may have a new series coming out next year, don't want to say much until it is locked in, but everything's looking good. Also, if a few more things pan out, there might be more releases next year as well. Of course, a lot of it is me getting work done this year, so we'll see.
Still waiting to hear from the agents who have a full of my YA Paranormal, and hopefully it will be sooner rather than later. They have had them since February. I think I'm being patient, but patience is wearing thin. Though I know it's conference season, so I can't begin to imagine when I will hear now... They say the longer they have it, the better right? Right? RIGHT!
And that's about all I have thus far.
I am going to try to be a better blogger, I really am. Going to try writing several at once, and scheduling them, see if that works better for me.
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