I came, I saw, I managed to survive a week of my father. I'm exhausted. Like jet-lag exhausted. And I didn't change timezones once.
North Wales, by the way: Gorgeous. Seriously, Snowdonia is amazingly beautiful. Great local ale. Which helped. A lot.
I am so very, very behind on my writing for NaNo. I know what I'm doing this weekend. And
fringedweller, I am betaing now!
So good to be home. Husband will be making dinner this evening, because I can barely string a sentence together, you don't want me near kitchen utensils.