I'm sitting on the couch watching White Christmas after mustering enough wellness to hang our outside lights while it was warmish and light.
This month hasn't been how I thought Nablopomo would go, but something I practice for my own sanity is graciousness with myself, so the point of posting everyday was actually accomplished and for that, I should be proud.
Next year, I really want to do NaNoWriMo, so maybe I'll give that a shot.
For now, it's the little accomplishments that I'll count as my victories, and I'm going to enjoy this ushering in of the holiday season with my family and friends for everything it has in store.
It's been a wild, unexpected ride, November 2013. Thanks for the kicks, and you'll always hold a part of my heart.