Thursday, November 16, 2006
NaBloPoMo is affecting my marriage.
I stopped typing and stared at him. "Are you kidding me? I finally got a little inspiration to write and you're interrupting me about groceries?"
Because, you know sweetie, I'm doing such important work here.
(And just so's you know, if you aren't still mad at me and you're reading this tomorrow...chocolate. I need lots and lots of chocolate.)