Must stop procrastinating. Unfortunately, this is a family trait, making it innate and backed up by learned behavior. Meaning I’m a procrastination champ. But my boys are languishing and I need to get back to them. One of my nanowrimo characters told me (in the middle of nano – in a Starbucks, no less – thank you very much for the bad timing!) that he has PTSD from his experince in the unspecified combat action he was in in the Middle East. So now I’m researching PTSD on the internet. Fun times.