My brain.
Two days of painting, having Grace sleep in our bed, and daylight savings time have left me brain dead (even as I tried to write this, I typed braid nead). Three days into NaBloPoMo and I can't think of anything to write about, which must be the product of braid-neadness as well. If I keep this up, I will have a month of posts less than a paragraph long.
Maybe more later. Maybe not.
3 comments:
Why is it always at times like this that we go through writer's block?
Here's something to help! I gave you an award on my blog. I promised myself I wasn't going to post anymore silly awards, but I caved. Hope all is well!
I tend to type brain instead of Brian in work emails - not very good - the spell checker does seem to catch that one!
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