Today’s Nanopoblano post is kind of a cheat, because I feel like I have only a few words today. (Few words and kind of a head-ache.) Numbers, on the other hand, I have lots of. My brain doesn’t spin down much.
From today, it will be:
1 day to the Pet Shop Boys concert.
6 days to my elder brother’s 50th birthday.
7 days until I start my last week of On-call for Mr. Company. (And another few days after that until I get a full night’s sleep again without interruption.)
9 days to Thanksgiving. Earlier in my career, I usually had to work Thanksgiving. That doesn’t happen any more, but I kind of miss it. There was always a camaraderie among those who were tapped to work a holiday. Plus the food was always provided by management. Those mashies were delicious.
13 days until the start of the four-way Supergirl-Flash-Arrow-Legends crossover event on the CW. I am so fricking excited to see Supergirl interact with more of the established Arrowverse characters, you have no idea.
17 days to my birthday. I’m not super enthused about this one. I’ve got bigger things on my mind right now than reaching 44.
18 days until Amelie and I go to see the B-52s! That’s gonna be a fun show.
21 days until my niece turns 6. I could swear she was a toddler about five minutes ago. I have no idea what to get her this year- for a little while, I could just get something related to Frozen and it would be a winner. I think if I got her another Frozen-themed gift, her mother might lynch me.
22 days until I move out of my apartment. At this point, my to-do lists have their own to-do lists. I’m sure I’m forgetting stuff.
25 days until the next time Amelie and I visit a sci-fi convention. There’s a little one here in Ft. Lauderdale, which should be fun. The guest list for this one is not bad, including James Marsters, Summer Glau, Sam Jones, Judge Reinhold, Tim Russ, Billy Dee Williams, and Joey Fatone! (I’m enthused about all but one of those. Betcha can’t guess which one!)
30 days to the end of my job. Which means I should really go to fewer concerts and whatnot. (In reality, I am working far fewer than thirty days until the end- it’s just thirty calendar days.)
And, as a final treat,
30+1 days until the next Star Wars movie, Rogue One, comes out. This is the first feature film set in the Star Wars universe that isn’t about the Skywalkers and the Solos. I’m pretty jazzed about it.
What’s the next thing you’re counting down to? Where will you be in 31 days?
Editor’s Note: I’m attempting to blog every day in November with CheerPeppers. I don’t expect to succeed because life be crazy, but any blogging in excess of my previous post-free month is a win, right?