They are paving my walk path. Sigh. I will be glad when these people are done mucking with my routes. Chanti, OTOH, who doesn’t know better, was just about literally beside herself with spasms of delight because she got to go for a WALK, which she hasn’t gotten to do in DAYS. Later we’ll go for a better walk, but I was baking bread, so we couldn’t go for a long one. Ok, that wasn’t very exciting, but I’m off to run errands now, so zoom.
I’m baaaack!
I’m baaaaaack! Apparently no one at Too actually noticed I was gone. There’s a come-uppance for you. :) It was a wonderfully productive three days. I finished the TBF revisions, aside from a nit here and there that I’ll take care of today or tomorrow. Probably tomorrow. The only awful thing that happened was the computer, for some reason, decided to lose about two hours worth of work. I honestly have no idea what went wrong. I’d been saving religiously and making backup files, and it just went *fwip*, gone.…
And I’m off!
All right. I have packed everything I can possibly think of, up to and including my swimsuit in case I take it into my head to jump into the 60 degree lake and go for a swim. (Yes, this is pretty likely.) I have enough food for two of me. I have a blanket and my good pillow and a toothbrush. Most importantly, I have the THUNDERBIRD FALLS manuscript and Little. I will stop at Sears on the way out of town and pick up a little space heater. From…
ha cha cha!
Ha cha cha! I’m going out to my aunt’s this evening, and I will stay there until Thursday morning when Ted comes to pick me up. I believe I will have the TBF revisions complete or nearly complete by the end of that time, and if they’re complete I might have also accomplished some other things. I find it vexing that in this world of instant gratification, stores still sell seasonal goods. (How alliterate of me!) Aunt Eileen suggested I bring out a small electric heater, as the cabin has…
a *plan*
I have just come up with a perfectly brilliant Plan. I have emailed my aunt to ask if I can go out to their tiny one room cabin by the lake for two or three days next weekend so I can *work*. No interruptions, no needing to make bread or do laundry or walk the dog, just me, a manuscript, and my laptop. This is what I did last year when I had Urban Shaman revisions to do, except I checked into a hotel that time. And at this time…