And writing. And laundry. And cooking. It’s one of those days. I need to write today – I’ve got two blog posts I need to write, as well as the outline for NaNoWriMo. I also need to answer email, and make food for what is going to be a busy week. And there’s almost no …
Sunday is a recovery day, right?
The investigation was…interesting. Enough said. Today, it’s a grey, cold day, but thanks to the Cooks’ Guild, my house smells like baking bread. They made rolls. It smells lovely. I might have to make bread later this week. Today, however, I need to write. I have just opened a new Scrivener file for the Advent …
It’s a yearly cold – October to October.
And it will never go away. *sigh* No gym time this week – my head has been stuffed with cotton batting. Plus, I’ve been driving, everywhere: Monday, to Mom and Dad’s after work; Tuesday, I felt terrible so just went home; Wednesday, to Northwood to pick up my car, and yesterday, staying late at work. …
Convoy metrics
Starting Count: 0 Ending Count: 1008 Total Words: 1008 Starting Line: “It’s an easy enough job.” Ending Line: He was as good as his word. Rose was napping when he came back in, curled up in the overstuffed chair in front of the dying fire, but the sound of his scales shushing along the tiled …
And we’re back!
Thanks to my wonderful webhost Verve, we’re back in business! This weekend is a quiet one. The only place I need to go is to my Mom’s tomorrow, and that’s a quick run. Today, I am not getting out of my pjs. I do have a to-do list (including a story due Monday!), but it’s …
Getting back into life – the last weekend of summer
It is, actually. Fall swoops in next week, so this is the official last weekend of summer. And I slept half of it away – odd fever dreams dominated my day yesterday. So today I have a ton to do! I’ve been thinking a lot lately, even though I’ve been quiet here. Life has gone …
Today has been a good day.
Seriously, it has. After last weekend’s hectic rush, this weekend sauntered by slowly, and I really appreciated it, despite the fact that the van decided to die on Thursday. Kate came up Friday night and Saturday morning we were off – first to Carter Hill to get cider donuts, apple cider and caramels. We also …