Exhausted

I can’t believe how tired I am all the time these days. It must be all the writing I’m doing. I’ve written in my book pretty much every single day since the beginning of October. I’m up to almost 30,000 words. In terms that everybody can understand, that’s size 10 Arial font, 1" margins, 33 pages. If you were reading a paperback book, it would be approximately 88 pages. I’ve finished 5 chapters.

I’m actually quite proud of myself.

And the strangest thing helps me write. I listen to the soundtracks on random loop of the first two Twilight movies. Horrible movies, silly books, but the music is actually pretty damn good. It helps me concentrate to listen to the music loudly. I can only write after the boys have gone to bed though, so I only get an hour or hour and a half at most a day.

Discovered last week, in parent / teacher conferences that both of my children are off the charts smart. Great. You’d think I’d be more excited by that. But, I’m not really. I’ve lived with my husband long enough to know that being borderline genius makes for a tough childhood and can make one EXTREMELY annoying as an adult.

Kenny is in Kindergarten and he can already multiply – in his HEAD. He can also READ (YAY!) which makes me so happy I actually cried when I realized it this evening as he read a book to me. Sure, it sounds like he’s just saying every word (no intonation), but he knows what he’s reading and gets the story.

Evan is creative. He likes to make up stories and play acts them out. He can also count and do several site words. He’s 3. He’s on the exact same level that Kenny was at this age.

It’s going to be extremely difficult being the only "average" person in a house of genius. I may be able to write decent stories, but math is beyond me. I’m not going to be able to help with their homework past the third grade if they keep on this track, and that makes me sad.

My good friend Dave is working at my company again. He still lives in Southern North Dakota, but he’ll be in the office every 4 to 6 weeks for a week at a time. I love having my friend back in town. We can talk about anything and everything. Our kids (his twins just started college), he owns a hot air balloon, he wants to read my book. It’s just nice to have him back. I hope he stays for a while this time.

My remote start that Nathan put on my car is still AWESOME! I can start my car from inside my office, which contains no windows to the outside world. It’s a concrete box encased in steel siding and roofing. 🙂 I almost can’t wait for it to get cold so my car can be warm when I get to it.