All Things Considered…

Thought I’d start getting ready for Christmas already, if that’s not too offensive to anyone – and, by the way, even if it is.  I can’t beat the oncoming rush, so I’d better join it.

To anyone checking this out by way of ELANCE.com: Welcome!  (The rest of you are certainly welcome, too.)   I encourage you to take a look around, see whether or not I’m your type of writer.  This is what I do, occasionally, and though my style here is a bit more casual than I’m inclined to be when introducing myself to a prospective buyer, it is real.  This is me.  Hi.  Good news is: I clean up nice:  I don’t use IM speak, and I try not to split my infinitives. 

I’m so busy trying to pick up all this freelance work, though, that I’ve neglected my poor baby Blog.  I haven’t dabbled (babbled?) here in about a month, and even that was half-assed.  I wish I could fix that, and there’s no promise of freedom from that in the near future.  The almightly dollar will have to play first string, I’m afraid.  Even my critique group has suffered one Sunday a month. 

When I’m not trying to make a quick buck, I’ve been overwhelmed with laundry, fluffernutter sandwiches for the kids, tug with Maggie, and reminders of Christmas – which leads me back to trying to make a quick buck.  My husband’s government job isn’t much for overtime.

I leave you with this thought:

Fluffernutter.

33 days and counting...