Despite Thanksgiving, I’m down another pound and a half, for a grand total of 4.5 pounds lost since Nov. 14th. Yay! Let’s see. I dyed my stripe back to something more like my real hair color (again). Let’s see how long it lasts this time. (And let’s see if my husband notices.) And that’s all the news that’s fit to report at 8:13 in the morning on this, the first day of DECEMBER?!? How’d *that* happen? (Smart remarks from the peanut gallery will be ignored.)
jam!
Jam made! New coat purchased! Bath about to be taken! Life, she is good!
oork. ootch. owtch
Oork. Ootch. Owtch. 2 hours of driveway shoveling. I think I shall treat myself to a bath tonight. I have begged off on the rest and left Ted to do the detail work. Goodness, but he’s a lot stronger than I am. I’d been hacking up packed snow for a long time, and I went and got him to move the big snow chunks ’cause they were too heavy for me to keep moving forward, and he did and then he got the ice pick and went BRRRROOOOOOOOWWWWW! through more…
busy so far
Busy day so far. I got up at the crack of dawn, which happens to be around a quarter to 9 these days, and did some work on TB, which is to say, I got to ch. 8, which is the one I have to throw out entirely, and wrote some doodly notes about what I thought might happen instead. I couldn’t put my chair back in my book nook, because I needed to vacuum it and people were still sleeping, and so I couldn’t write, so instead I made…
wow. very tired.
Wow. Very tired. We had a really nice afternoon out at Eric and Janelle’s, and I have eaten way, way too much. Now I have to get right back into the habit of not eating too much, which I was doing nicely at for a couple of weeks there, between the book deal and the being ill. And as of tomorrow I have to get back on the road to Rivendell, although I’m not going to make it by the 17th. There was a letter from the IRS today saying,…