The end of the year is nigh.
I have a lot to do (of course, as always) over the next few days. I am already tired, just thinking about it, of course, but hey--such is life. I have to work late tonight again, and really should have made a grocery run this morning but I overslept, so there's that. There is, of course, still time, if I get my act together and get moving, but right now that doesn't sound particularly appealing. Heavy sigh.
But--probably better to get it done today than to try over the weekend. Nothing will be open on Sunday because of the holiday, and I can't imagine that Saturday morning before out lunch at Commander's Palace would be any better. Possible to do, but still most likely a madhouse.
Although Monday is a paid holiday for me, and apparently Costco will be open. Hmmmm. If I can do the grocery store this morning, and Costco on Monday...
Ah, the best laid plans of mice and men.
Anyway, I feel confident I can get the errands run I need to this weekend around writing and football games....although to be honest, I don't really care about the bowl games other than LSU's this year; I may watch some to kill some time or while reading, but other than that--meh.
I am going to read George Pelaconos' The Way Home next, and then I am going to start trying to get caught up on series I have fallen behind on--I'm looking at you, Ranger series by Ace Atkins, in particular--and of course, January's goal is to read and write about a short story every day, so I am gathering my short story collections and anthologies close. I don't want to write about a story I've already read and written about (alas, "Don't Look Now" by Daphne du Maurier will have to be excluded from this as I've talked about it ad nauseum; but a reread of "A Rose for Emily" is definitely in order), so the idea is to read stories that are new to me, and then write about them.
And now, I need to get ready for work and mine some spice.
Here's today's hunk: