This week I have unintentionally but thoroughly proven that I will not get up at 5:30am to exercise. I will just barely get up at that time to write, but if my mental position is that I’m going to get up and exercise rather than that I’m going to get up and write…I stay in bed. The result is I haven’t exercised hardly at all *and* I’m behind on where I want to be with writing. Not massively behind, I still have a couple days to finish the next short story in, but behind. And my red rockabilly dress has arrived at Stage One of its delivery location and is apparently *magnificent*, so having not been exercising or in any way losing weight is depressing. Sigh.

Anyway, so I have to figure the exercise window the hell out, but from Monday I will be turning up in the war room at Oh God Stupid, because it is my hope to write “No Dominion” in the second half of January, and that won’t happen if I don’t bloody well get up and write. Maybe a 5:30am arrival time in the war room will be early enough to catch some Left Coasters who haven’t gone to bed yet…

Man. I’m cranky. *sigh*

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