The S’mores Vortex

Here I am complaining about how lazy I am when it comes to cooking and cleaning and folding laundry and how miserable I’ve been during this terrible allergy season. So why did I sign up for camp?


As if married single motherhood with the occasional sub job and four pets weren’t enough, I decided to write a novel. I signed up for Camp NaNoWriMo!

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Get this. This 50,000-words-in-a-month frenzy started SIX DAYS AGO. That’s not all.

I have no idea what I am going to write about.

Eh, I’ll figure it out.


A friend of mine lent me the 50 Shades trilogy. Excited to see what’s everyone got hot and bothered literally but hoping I can keep writing.

The other camp is Vacation Bible School (VBS) with another Catholic parish in town. The kids have never been to one. Neither have I.

So… um, I decided to volunteer to be a group leader!

Also, I just signed up for my THIRD 5K ever! My friend decided to join me at the last 5K at the last minute and we walked it together. This time I am going to jog the entire way.

And… um, it’s in 24 days.

What the heck am I doing? Maybe I am not truly happy unless I am busy. Or maybe I am just sad in my own life that I need to be busy so I don’t dwell on it. Oh, so philosophical for a Wednesday evening.

I need to save this for my novel!

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