I can't keep saying 'I miss the COMMUNITY of fandom' and then not do anything to contribute to/foster said community.

I'm writing, though. Lots of writing. I've been working on this one fic for about 6-7 months now. Just hit 50k on it. I'm hoping the first draft is almost done. And then I will have lots and lots of editing. But I have faith in this story. I think it's going to be good.

Two goats from across the street came to visit me today while I was taking out the garbage. I love goats! But I did not know these goats, so that made me wary. Another neighbor came along and tempted them back home with Cheez-Its.

Right now there is a physical therapist here in my home with my mother. Mom needs help. She's not using the walker she got, but then again there aren't many places she wants to go where she can use it. She wants to be outside, but the yard is bumpy and the wheels on the walker/rollator can't handle the terrain.

We've also got a companion from an agency who comes in twice a month who can take mom to places or pick up meds or vacuum and dust the house. It takes a lot of pressure off me, but it's only one day every other week. (So far)

Ummmm not much else going on. Meg is doing well. I'm hanging in there. We're alive.