Okay, so I'm going to have at least one weekend visitor, I'm going to visit Boston for three, four days, I'm coordinating/uploading pics for/getting voting started for the 8 Hunks of Hanukkah, cooking Thanksgiving dinner for not just my chosen family but for my family family - some of whom are staying in Atlanta for a full week -
- and yet my brain says "Oh, sure, we can do NaNoWriMo! That sounds like fun! Perfectly capable. Side effects? Yeah but we can do anything, right? Hey, let's find another project, too!"
I clearly do not have the sense the gods gave a hamster.