Being a writer means you can wake up and work in your pajamas all day, but after three days of essentially that, I broke. Even though I'm not going into campus today, I am all dressed up (okay, jeans instead of slacks, but still), earrings even, product in my hair. I justcouldn't take it anymore. Hopefully this will all help me be more productive since the kids are off to school today, and I have a mound of computer work to get through before I can even think about writing. But I believe the lesson here is that I will never cut it as a wild woman of the woods.