I’m trying really hard to keep updating this blog. I feel bad that it seems to be only on Mondays – I promise, I will get onto more of a schedule soon. Life has just been…well, life, lately.
Hubby is still job hunting, and any good thoughts (or job prospects!) that you folks can send our way would be awesome. He’s looking hard, and in the meantime, I get to enjoy things like the house being cleaner than normal, and my laundry being done. Honestly, if we could afford it, I’d love to keep him as a house husband. He’d be happier too. We need to win the lottery or something.
I’m still writing (yes, this is totally counting as words today, because it is after 11 pm and I’m brain-dead after a Monday), and I’m up to 23 days, I believe. Not even hurricanes or hurricane-related hangovers stopped me, so one day of weird chats (and dear lord, were they weird. Especially the guy who wanted to make sure he was still employed, because he couldn’t change his contributions online. From his work computer. While he sat in his office. I swear, I can’t make this stuff up!) is not going to stop me. And as my friend LC pointed out last week, the fact that I have a life means I have more inspiration. And I do!
I’m hoping to get Into Thin Air out this week. It’s on my list, and Wednesday after my PT appointment, I’m planning on heading to the studio and getting it out. This is a labor of love – I really, really love these characters, and I think the story and the concept are awesome. It’s a new universe, a new plotline – and I can’t wait to share it with you. I’m thinking Wednesday I might post a scene for you.
Health update! We think the kidney stone passed while I wasn’t looking (a 4mm stone, or so they thought. My friend Bob uses pearls smaller that that in his jewelry. O.o) but I go to the urologist on Wednesday to find out. There’s no pain anymore, which is good, but apparently now I’m prone to them (kidney stones, that is). Joy. It’s been stupid cold here, so my knees are not happy. I think Wednesday might also be swim day, as I have a 3 hour block of time in between urologist and PT. And the pool is warm. I just have to find my swim suit.
But right now, I’m not going to think about sore knees, or bills, or anything like that. I just wanted to thank you guys. All of you, who believe in me, who like the stories and the characters that I bring into life. I want to be thankful that I can continue to write. And I want to remind myself, and everyone else out there, that I always have my writing, and that’s a very, very cool thing.
Even if it is stupid cold out. (Seriously, it’s -17 degrees F before the wind chill. WTF? It’s March! It’s baseball season! This is NOT AWESOME!)