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Oh, that's right, I'm writing a novel!

The house is a bit chaotic at the moment. With me being out most of the day, every day during the week, but three of the menfolk being here, piles of papers and toys and flotsom and jetsom has magically appeared all over the house.

While the bedroom, bathroom, laundry and kitchen are all bigger than our last house, the main living area is smaller, so it take hardly any mess for it to look like a bomb site.

So, this afternoon, I was tidying the bomb site and I came across a large format white envelope with my name and new address handwritten on the front of it. Not expecting any such mail, and not knowing when exactly it arrived this week, I opened the surprise package with great anticipation.

Inside I found a few photocopies of what looked like reading, and a handwritten note from my Thesis supervisor.

Ye Gads! I'd completely forgotten I'm supposed to be finishing my manuscript this year! All my energies for the first quarter have gone into preparing for the start of school and my course, then moving house, then working my placement hours. No time, or thought, has gone into my Thesis AT ALL!

The note told me there was a new discussion forum for students doing my degree online, and that I was expected to participate there regularly and to begin by submitting 1000 words or so of my manuscript for review and discussion by THE END OF THE MONTH...

Oh, I thought, that's not too bad, wonder how long that gives me...

Yes, well, turns out it gives me a whole (not including today) four days. Three of which I'll be working 8 hours each day...

Four days to reaquaint myself with my neglect manuscript which is... here... somewhere... maybe in those boxes we need to unpack in the study... Four days to decide which part to actually work on, then work on it, and then submit it.

I can do that! I think??? Maybe...

Comments

Jen said…
Sounds like Dave is taking the boys out today Sif ;) . Good luck :)
Sif said…
Yeah, that would be nice. But as habit tends to have it, he's gone and rolled his ankle again, so he'd only get as far as the front gate and then have to turn around and come home...
Jen said…
Oh bummer! Well good luck getting it done regardless of school holidaYs and courseplacement :)

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