It suddenly occurred to me tonight that we have something like 68 days left until the end of the year. Which means there are only 68 days left for me to accomplish the other goal I set for myself last year: to finish my novel by the end of the year. Eep! 68 days is not a lot of time. Particularly when one is also attempting to learn another language and has the bulk of each day taken up with classes, homework, and studying. And that's just me. Factor in my normal housewife jobs as well as helping the kids with their own schoolwork... I typically hit the sheets at 10 completely wiped.
So I'm either going to have to set a new goal for myself, or I'm going to have to recruit some help from the hubs. We shall see..
