Why my husband HATES #nanowrimo

Yep, the poor guy hates it when November rolls around, because November is a whole month of writing. Lots of writing. Hours of writing. Every day with very little else getting done.

This is my 5th year participating in the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) so you'd think he get used to it, but nope. He's supportive, rarely says too much, but I can see it in his eyes. What happened to my wife? Where did she go? That disheveled mess of a woman can't possibly be her, can it? I hate nanowrimo. Hate. It.

And yet, that disheveled mess of a woman IS me. November not only is a month of writing (trying to reach 50k by the end of the month--insane, I know) but it's a month of pajama wearing, staring off into space for long periods of time, Pepsi drinking, and lack of housework doing.

My kids don't seem to be bothered by any of it. They ask if I'm writing. I say yes, and then they proceed to do stuff they normally can't get away with (Yay! It's November! Let's climb on the roof!). But for husband's, the month of November is pretty dang tough on them (Little Caesars again? Didn't we just eat that yesterday?) By the way, the kids LOVE eating Little Caesars. And since there are three of them and only one husband, I play the odds and roll my dice in their favor.

Right now we're only five days into this NaNoWriMo, so really the strange husband eyes shouldn't have shown up until at least day 12. But they're here. So today, I will shower and get dressed. I will cook something (at least I think I will) and I may even put a load of laundry in the wash.

That should buy me another week until the eyes come back and I'm forced to get dressed again :)

Are you participating in NaNoWriMo this year? How supportive are your family members? What do you do to balance it all--or do you?

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