I feel flat as a pancake. Gary ought to be home this morning, so that’s good. Ted was reading all the comments last night and said, “You have nice friends,” to me, so thank you all for the good wishes and good thoughts. Very much appreciated. We have pictures of Gary’s heart, now. It’s sort of like magic! Our neighbors have put their house on the market for $219K. We’re waiting with fascination to see if it sells at that, because it’s identical to ours, except they have much less…
Well.
Well. Ted’s dad’s gone in for angioplasty this morning. He woke up about ten days ago with chest pains, which proved not to be a heart attack (thank goodness), and Fairbanks had to send them down here because they don’t have a cardiac unit up there (buh), and yesterday at the hospital here they determined that the back artery to his heart is 99% blocked. So they’re fixing that today. o.O 10:20am, ETA: Gary’s out of surgery and it went perfectly. Yay!
satisfying
There is something satisfying about a big fat stack of still-warm paper with your words printed on them. Even if you never want to look at those particular words again. :) Fortunately, by the time it’s time to, I’ll be ready to again. Amazing how that works. Book well and truly done, in other words. It’ll go in the mail this afternoon, and after I go for a walk I’ll start on the proposal for PHOENIX LAW. And then I will do revisions on THUNDERBIRD FALLS. And then I will…
I Have A Dream…
I Have A Dream. My dream is that someday I’ll be done with all the edits, all the revisions, all the this and all the that, and I will be able to spend a week or two doing the webpages that I’ve got on my list of thinks to do. This is not that week. Next week isn’t looking good either.
whew.
Man. I’m as done as I’m going to get, tonight. I’ve got one more scenelet to write and a couple more sentences to add here and there, and do another spell check to make sure I didn’t miss anything, and then I’m printing it and putting it in the mail tomorrow afternoon. whew. miles to rauros falls: 340