Percolating.

No more bizarre dreams for now, thank heaven. I think you guys are right. I subconsciously feel inept because my house is a constant chore--and I'm only one person, with three helpers who only "help cheerfully" for about an hour and then after that they're DONE. Cue major grumbling and murmuring...
Last night I was so tired when I fell into bed I don't remember falling asleep, OR dreaming. I think I was lulled to sleep by the debate last night. It was booooring. Same old stuff they talked about last time. *Zzzzzzzzz*

ANYWAY, I woke up at 5am this morning and couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to clean my office. It sure cleans up nice. Then again, before I started on it--it looked like a category 3 tornado had blown through. When I write, I'm not "clean." I have notes and books everywhere, slips of paper, rejected printups, gum wrappers, empty Postum/herbal tea cups...you name it.

Now it's immaculate, clean and dusted, and I filed all my research and papers. It also helps that it was supposed to be a bedroom originally and I have a big walk-in closet that holds lots of...stuff. ;-)

The kids have the dentist after school today. Things One and Three have been immaculate about their teeth, but Thing Two would go WEEKS without brushing if I didn't get on him about it every day. So, I'm worried about him. His idea of a good cleaning is brushing for about ten seconds total. And it's not like I can stand right next to him and make sure he brushes for the full two minutes--so, yeah, I'm nervous for him.

I need to do some sort of "brush your teeth" reward system for him. He's tough to motivate when it comes to teeth. Sounds like my sister someone I knew growing up...

Hubby comes home from L.A. today. Apparently it's been warm and sunny there, the OPPOSITE of here. We haven't seen the sun for four days. It's depressing. I don't mind rain and clouds, but several days in a row and I start to want some sunshine.

I have a story idea that's been percolating for about six months now. I've written notes on it, and morphed one of my other story ideas into the beginning. I think I might rest on the sequel for a bit (since I'm still waiting for my research book--they asked me to give it a few days and THEN they'd give me a refund) and work on this story. Can't hurt. I want to see where it goes. I haven't plotted it out at all, which is not the norm for me. I like to plot plot plot, and have it all down before I even start writing.

We'll see what happens! Happy Wednesday! I get to go to Home Depot today. Why is that exciting to me?