Plus, I joined Facebook - that's at least a whole week of productive time down the drain, right?
Oh, and as soon as I got rid of, whoops, I mean said a tearful goodbye to my house guests, my husband said, "I have an opening in my calendar next week, schedule a vacation in Dubai for us." Normally I need about two months to research hotels and flights (I know, I need to let it go, it's a vacation after all). But 48 hours later we're booked for Dubai, husband is even flying on his requested, specific plane type (the A380) and I've been busy (read, not writing said neglected novel) researching what to do in Dubai. Unfortunately, and thwarting my plans to sit in a pool-side lounge chair diligently typing away at my novel, there are lots of things to do in Dubai - like the largest indoor ski area! In the desert. Who knew?