Maybe it’s just me, but “NaBloPoMo” sounds like the punchline to an off-colour joke teenaged boys would giggle at.
However, November is fast approaching and it is always always ALWAYS my toughest month. Every year I need something to focus on or by the time December rolls around I’m burned out, 10 pounds heavier, and weeping every day at least once.
I think this will be the kick in the pants I need to remember to take time every day – even if it’s only a few minutes – to do something that’s for me. Important, as the pregnancy progresses and my nesting instincts override my common sense about not trying to do too much.
So. Probably taking tomorrow off, as I’ve got the dayhome Hallowe’en party tomorrow. (No costumes, as we’re decorating graham-cracker houses with icing. But we’ll be making monster masks out of paper bags, I think). Then as soon as the last kid leaves and we get some supper, off to trick or treat with Harry Potter and his sidekick, an astronaut. I’ll probably post a picture or two before I rifle through their candy bags.