If I ever manage to participate in NaNo again, it will be because the rest of my life has burnt to a crisp.
I have caught up on nothing. Nothing, I tell you. At this point, I’m seriously going to look in a rent-to-own business and see if they have a portable dishwasher to rent. One week and the pile at the sink would be gone. Then I’d just need to keep up.
*Raspberry* Yes, I know that’s what I tell myself every time I let the dishes pile up on me. I hate washing dishes. I hate forcing myself to do it.