That Was Fast

The weekend went so fast! And I just realized that I’ll be in Illinois next week, not the week after, which is how I’ve been playing it in my head. I’ve got to get my brakes looked at this week, then. And we’ve got to figure out something with the Butcher’s car. And my plan for how far along I’d be in revisions before I went to Illinois is completely fucked.

And there’s been no progress on the quilt, at all. Ha ha ha ha ha.

Lord. I have been keeping Beth’s admonition that there will be rainy days in mind or else the quilt situation is just depressing.

But I’m feeling kind of giddy about getting to go for a long drive. But stressed about the things that have to come together to make it happen.