Catherine … that I’m starting a new job on August 11th. My manager knew, of course, and the company I’m going to. And my family and a lot of my friends. But today I started telling other people at work, and it’s amazing how fast the grapevine can function. :)
… because my pal Cavantucky and I have a pact to produce 10,000 words a week till we get our old NaNoWriMo novels finished. I think she’s more likely to make the counts than I am, but I’m going to have a go anyway. I’m resurrecting my 2003 novel which got dumped at around 26,000 words and needs probably twice that many again; I re-read it recently and it’s actually not too bad, which is comforting. Word counts are being posted on Sharp Words, anyway.
At least I can rest easy in the knowledge that I’ll still be working in Belfast a couple of days a week, come November, which means I can organise meetings and things again (if there’s anyone else local, anyway). And perhaps this year, I might even get to meet Cavantucky, since she lives less than 2 hours away from me… and that’s not really that much driving as far as I’m concerned.
Catherine … because I didn’t post yesterday’s (didn’t even get scanning it till now, in fact) because I was fairly busy. But here’s my doodle-pet - a cat, of course.

And to further prove my complete lack of artistic skills, here’s today’s body (which I think looks a bit like plasticine Morph):

… and wondering why Ozzy is sat on the garage roof. He can see me through the study window when he sits there, and now I know he’s there and staring at me, it’s a bit disconcerting.
Anyway, back to the housework. If I want to have a bath tonight, I have to clean out all the paper bits left from my last LUSH bath (Champagne Supernova bath ballistic).
Catherine … as Basement Cat (courtesy of I Can Has Cheezburger).

Not all black cats are evil, of course. Some are very sweet and cute. But then again, you never know what they’re up to when your back is turned…
… which mean that we will be getting married in September. No backing out of it now! We have to find some ushers, buy the rings, decided on music… Wait, did I say we? Ahem. Yeah, right. Make that I.
Well, as long as he shows up on the day and says the right thing, that’s what’s important, isn’t it?
Catherine … somewhere with sun and sea and sand, as depicted in today’s doodle (done like yesterday’s in PaintShop Pro). Although I could do without crabs pinching my toes! Actually, that would probably be me out sailing that boat - I’d love to hire a yacht in the Aegean or somewhere similar; it’s ages since I last went sailing.

… and that sort of thing, with vague plans for doing some housework this evening. And I shall be making something for tea that involves chilli and tortillas - once I go and buy some more cheese, anyway.
Catherine … as shown in today’s Doodle, because:

(And yes, as is fairly obvious, I doodled this on the computer rather than on paper. My artistic skills aren’t any better with a mouse, alas. That’s supposed to be a book lying on the hammock, in case you were wondering.)
Catherine … with today’s doodle. Again, just proving how fantastically hopeless my drawing skills are. But you know what? I’m enjoying the doodling anyway.

… because although I wasn’t originally going to have one, lots of people seem to want there to be one. And after all, there are things I really could do with even if I’ve previously managed without (a pastry brush, for starters).
Only just over 8 weeks to go though, and there’s a still a lot to organise. I still don’t have any shoes!