I have loathed and feared November for as long as I can recall. It’s odd, strange, dark month. Perhaps this fear and loathing got started on that most horrible of all November weekends some forty-four years ago. (If you’re of a certain age, you “know exactly where you were when you heard . . . .”). Or maybe there’s some other explanation. I don’t know. But I’m going to try not to hide under the covers and just blog my way through this November. I’ve got a lot to do.
First, I’ve got the ever-elusive Sarah Gilbert to hunt. Then there are five HARP cases on my plate. I’m reading four books about the Civil War. I’ve got a fair amount of “administrative” work to do (organizing documents, scanning photos, some Web re-design). Stories to write about various ancestors . . . keeping up with reading my favorites on the Web . . . there’s another microfilm that just came into the FHC from Salt Lake City . . . another Carnival coming soon . . . Veterans Day post(s) to write this week . . . and, oh, yes, I hear there’s some big deal near the end of the month . . .
November 4, 2007 Sunday at 11:53 pm