I yam a beeoooteeful woman! Ahem. :) Zilli has climbed into the cupboard that holds Ted’s computer box. Now the door of the cupboard is Thumping Mysteriously, and when I peek in at him, he looks at me with Real Big Eyes like O.O! And it’s all driving Chantico nuts. As she is a puppy, this is a very short drive, and it’s driving *me* nuts. (Comments from the peanut gallery on that aren’t necessary.) My wrist hurts. :P And I should find some breakfast, but I lack enthusiasm for…
*Cool*!
Aides find ledger from first Congress. This is SO COOL!
measly writing
Only 380 words written tonight, and I don’t think I’m going to write more, but at least I finished the chapter I was working on. I have somewhere between 4-7 chapters left, which is somewhere between 6 and 10K words. At this point, I’m hoping more for 6 than 10. :) OTOH, I don’t want to rush it, either, so if it ends up 10, so be it. I’m not sure how much writing I’ll get done over the next few days, ’cause I’ll have a DEEN here, but I’ll…
not exactly stellar
This hasn’t exactly been the most stellar of days. Not only am I still tired from being sick, but I splashed boiling water on myself at lunch, then followed it up by scraping the hell out of my inner left wrist when I was trying to hold the dog and close the sliding glass door at the same time. I now have four bright red marks on my wrist that look like I burned myself, but I have no burns from the hot water. Go fig. More cheerfully, I took…
oatmeal
Another half bowl of oatmeal, and then I lost interest. I’m getting hungry again, but I can’t think of anything that seems sufficiently bland and yet interesting enough to eat. Maybe I’ll make some mac&cheese. Feeling better, though. Like maybe I’ll get some writing done tonight. Finish the chapter I’ve left dangling, at least.