Just landed in Toronto for the weekend again,  number four of fivefold my geriatrics diploma course. Getting very close to being finished, and more excited this weekend than I was last month. 

Last month was painful making it though the weekend, and I felt like I had to force myself through the whole thing. And it wasn’t the information- that was great! 

 Maybe it’s the whole hump thing, but the third of five anything just seems kind of awful.

But four out of five feels different- fresh, like there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Except of course when I land and find that the rain is pouring and it’s twenty degrees colder.

Now, I am fully aware that he weather does not revolve around trying to be miserable specifically for me, but sometimes I wonder. 

Like the time it snowed on me in the Middle East and they were shocked, as it hadn’t snowed there in a hundred years. 

Or when I got frost bite on my cheeks in Australia. In May. (Granted, it may have been from the heater in the hot air balloon. I was as close as one can be without catching on fire. It was freezing!)

Or today, after it finally warms up to a balmy 26 and sunny and then I catch a plane to 7 and rain. In a place that is usually warmer than where I live. 

So yeah, sometimes the weather feels personal. 

But I am feeling excited to be here this time. I was extremely motivated on the plane and may have some tendinitis in my wrist tomorrow, as I managed to write over 4000 words. 

I’m at that stage of motivation where I wonder if I could maybe finish this book by the end of the week.

Then I slap my self (mentally) and say stop it, crazy girl!  

I wrote my first love scene, in as PG a way as I could, as the book is technically geared toward young adult. 

( Plus, I’m a little grossed out when I read super graphic things myself so I didn’t want to be yucky.)

It was fun, writing something I’ve never done before, and challenged me differently than  I was expecting.

So maybe it’s the break from work, or the kids, or heck, maybe even the rain, but I feel that something fresh and new is brewing and I can’t wait to see where the week takes me!

I’m feeling so motivated to write at the moment I’m hoping I can make myself go to bed at a decent hour.

(But the little bad girl says shhh keep going. You don’t need to sleep 😉

We shall see who wins today- the shoulda-do-it-adult, or the live-a-little wildchild. 

Heads or tails!