Voice In The Back of My Head: Psssttt….

Me: *continues video game*

VITBOMH: Ahem.

Me: *full concentration needed for perfect score on this level*

VITBOMH: *sigh* I know you can hear me. What a coincidence we’re at the computer.

Me: *perhaps knitting is a better way to occupy time*

VITBOMH: Anyway, I can’t help but notice there are but two days left in October.

Me: *Knit one, purl one. Knit one, purl one. Knit one, purl one.*

VITBOMH: Also that you are NOT going on a vacation in November this year.

Me: *KNIT ONE, PURL ONE. KNIT ONE, PURL ONE. KNIT ONE, PURL ONE.*

VITBOMH: We both know where this is going… National Novel Writer’s Month starts in two days.

Me: *radio obviously needs to be louder*

VITBOMH: THAT’S TWO. A SINGLE DAY AND ANOTHER SINGLE DAY.

Me: *any louder and neighbors may hear. consider possibility of them being Enya fans. turn radio back down.*

VITBOMH: From the obvious lack of outline I deduce we’re once again taking the ‘fly by the seat of our pants’ approach?

Me: *you know, I really need to wash that dish from lunch*

VITBOMH: Could we at least have the beginning of an outline?

Me: *ponder story idea while considering if it’s too late to vacuum*

VITBOMH: THE ONE IN YOUR HEAD DOESN’T COUNT. And seriously… the vacuum? You’re really reaching here.

Me: *if it’s too late to vacuum… maybe it’s time to go to bed?*

VITBOMH: *facepalm*