Poor Ted. He came home after 9 last night, went to bed a little after 10, and got up at 5 to go back to work. :( I know /he/ hasn’t had a weekend, but the extra weird thing is I don’t feel like I’ve had one either. I haven’t had my Ted around! Wah! I hope he gets the stupid backup problem fixed today. Poor Ted. :( I’ve decided that if I ever win an Oscar, I’m just going to steal from previous Oscar-winners speeches. First I will acknowledge,…
*laugh*
*laugh* Sarah and Angie just called me from The One Party in LA. I have _such_ cool friends. I really, really do. *beam* Thanks, guys. That made my day. *beam* No more writing today. I’m gonna watch the Oscars. :) I did get a 40-or-so minute walk in, and did crunches and leg lifts and pushups. Sarah and Angie’s phone call saved me from doing my last 3 pushups. :) Woo! Ted might get to come home soon! Yaaaay! ytd wordcount: 110,700
poor ted
Poor Ted. He was at work until midnight last night and got up at 7 to go back again today. :( His backups at work exploded and he’s been trying for three days to get things working again. Poor Ted. :( Me, I got 2300 words written this morning, am making bread, have vacuumed the downstairs (not that you can TELL, because the DOG HAIR won’t PICK UP) and in a moment I’m going to go clean the kitty litter, because I know how to have *almost* as much fun…
or not
Or maybe I won’t do any more writing after all. Or swimming, for that matter, because Ted’s stuck at work for the rest of his natural life, which is very sad. So I went on a 75 minute walk instead, and that was very nice. Lucy is sitting on top of my computer monitor glaaaaaring at me. Sheesh. Donno what I did to make her angry, but it musta been something! I got a package in the mail today from Angie. Angie is very, *very* silly. She sent me a…
win some, lose some
Win some, lose some. I’ve gotten about 2500 words written so far today, but didn’t go swimming. The latter is ’cause Ted’s work exploded and so I was sort of stuck without a ride home, so I stayed home instead, and wrote. And I did, in fact, throw out all 500 words I wrote on Thursday, rewrote the end of ch. 3, and barreled on through ch. 4. I think I’m going to go read a book now, and if I’m extra and particularly cool, I’ll both swim and get…