Possibly I should learn to not put down an estimated wordcount for the day. I sat down at Nook and read the 88 pages I had, and thought, wow, no idea what happens next. I needed more setup. So I went back and put in more setup, about 9 pages worth, and now I know what to do next. So I’m *just* shy of 100 pages and about one chapter short of finishing the setup, I think. The initial setup, anyway, and that comes out about right. But anyway, unless…
wagon, meet kit. kit, wagon.
Having eaten a truly astounding amount of food in the last week, and being visibly pudgier than I was ten days ago and grumpy about it, I am declaring a moritorium on eating poorly and getting back on the wagon. Today’s goal: do weights as well as walk to the post office. Short term goal: 3 days of actually sticking to a WW plan, counting points and all. This gets me to Thursday, where I will get on the scale and see what kind of damage I’ve done (and hopefully…
almost, but not quite
I almost got out of bed at 6:50 this morning, but I didn’t make it until 7:30. I was really tired, though. Busy weekend. *sleepy eyes* I have something like 17 days before guests start to descend. I will probably not write 5K on all of those 17 days, but my Stated Intention is to write 5K on at least 14 of those 17 days. That puts me well short of a book by the time they arrive, but …ok, wtf is wrong with the internet? My connection *sucks*. I…
weekend!
Fwoosh! Lots of tiredness here at this house tonight! Deirdre and Gavin arrived Friday evening at about a quarter to midnight; as Mom said, “And you went to bed at 10 to midnight?” Pretty much. :) Deirdre got to SLEEP IN all weekend! Woot! :) Although how she slept in through the bloody cats meowing all last night and her boys waking up at 7ish this morning, I don’t know. They went into Cork before us after a breakfast of blueberry pancakes (mmMMmm!), and had a fine time trundling around,…
*tud*
Ted’s on a kick to prove he can cook, or something. Good Lord. He made a stuffed pork loin and braised leeks for dinner and followed it up with chocolate mousse with a raspberry coulis, which I greedily had two servings of. Ye gods. Dinner was one of those wonderful meals where the last bite was as good as the first one. I’m going to have to start … restraining myself, or exercising a lot more, if he’s going to be cooking like this. God in Heaven. *staggers around in…