It’s halfway through the month. I am not halfway through the novel revision. That project wasn’t getting finish in November regardless of the Klan hood being pulled off so much of the country. I’m not working out this week. I’m eating healthy but with supplemental snacking—getting Little Debbie Christmas Tree cakes isn’t about being down with Christmas, it’s about being down with life. Sadly, the ones I got are stale, which a friend pointed out might just be a feature of the product. It’s been a while since I’ve had a Little Debbie Christmas Tree cake. Years, in fact. She may be right.