Every so often the universe steps in to remind us that our plans are as solid as sand castles. *eyes Very Damp Yard™ sadly*
I spent the entire weekend perfecting my ability to worry about trees falling on the house, which I can now confidently say is at least at Expert level. (The trees had better things to do, so they are thankfully all still in one piece.)
But now I’m facing down the backlog of all the things I should have been doing instead of dealing with hurricanes. I’m tempted to just declare list amnesty and toss it all out since NaNoWriMo is just around the corner and I’ve got new hurricane-related cleanup to do in the yard.
There’s nothing quite like an unexpected reset switch to make you revaluate things. *pokes list*