you can't take the sky from me.

Here has been my super-exciting day off: catching up on sleep, picking up Andy's pants from the tailor, buying Deathly Hallows II (squeee!), washing bedsheets, and doing some light picking up. I don't know, my intention today was to tear the house apart and really, thoroughly clean it, but I just can't seem to get up the motivation. It's not that the house is irrevocably filthy or anything, but it could use a good scrubbing down, and I just feel wholly unmotivated. I don't know why... I think the house has gotten to the point where it's gone beyond maintenance and really requires a devoted chunk of time, time set aside just to get cleaning done, and I just don't feel like devoting a chunk of time that huge to one task. In the long run, it's silly not to, because then the task just grows exponentially more and more intimidating, and living.working in a messy house is depression-making, especially for Yours Truly. I'm probably be up until 2 am anyway (when Andy gets home), so I might make the effort to finish all the non-scrubbing type things (organizing, picking up, etc), so that in the morning, I can do just the "cleaning" chores, which is much closer to my normal Saturday morning regiment - and I can enlist Andy to help, so the task doesn't seem so pitifully lonely and dull.

I had motivation at the beginning of November, I don't know what happened to it. Whatever destroyed my motivation for cleaning apparently did a job of my drive to complete NaNo as well, as it's been days since I've written a word, and I am pathetically, unforgivably behind. It's weird, because it's not even like I want to give up writing it, it's just... I feel like there's no way I'll ever catch up. I'm definitely not going to win, but that matters less to me than in past years, because I've still already produced more this month than in the last several months combined, and I don't completely loathe the story yet, which is also an oddity. I just don't feel as compelled to churn out the words and win...? I don't know. I foolishly decided to pile on the projects this month, all DIY craft projects in addition to NaNoWriMo, and decided I needed to totally revamp the house... it's my own poor planning, really.

Who else is still powering through NaNo? Who else is having doubts/giving in/giving up? Who else is plodding along and wherever they are on November 30th, then that is where they will be?

Tomorrow Andy and I are heading to Mom's to watch Deathly Hallows with her, and Sunday we are still on for Joce's. And now Andy is calling me, so I'll get going. Cheers.

(Note: If any of my NaNoing LJ Friends fall into any of these categories, please take this with a grain of salt as the not-too-serious ramblings of a bitter NaNo veteran. Thank you :))

NaNoers Just Begging for a Beating:

1. People who reach 50k on day five and insist on complaining about how their novel is going in the "NaNoWriMo Ate My Soul" forum.

2. People who reach 50k on day five. Full stop.

3. People who talk about how they plan on "challenging" themselves this year by writing a trilogy of books, or a septology, or the literary equivalent of the Encyclopedia-fucking-Britannica.

4. The fact that everyone seems to be writing fantasy except me, which makes me feel vaguely uncomfortable for reasons I can't quite work out.

5. People who have eight thousand forums posts but a word count of 200 and who do nothing but complain in all eight thousand forums posts that they only have a word count of 200.

6. People who reach 50k on day five.

7. People who reach 50k on day five.

8. People who reach 50k on day five.


(7,686 words).

WHO IS DOING NANOWRIMO THIS YEAR?

And who is actually planning for it instead of winging it come November 1st?

And who can tell me how to go about doing so myself, since I suck at anything resembling organization?