At least, a theoretical end to the media blackout. I should probably carry on with it to a fair degree, because it was pretty successful. I think I got around 40K written in September, maybe as much as 50, including all the synopsizing and stuff I did for the epic proposal. It made a dent, anyway, in my to-do list, and I’m considerably less freaked out than I was at the beginning of September. The epic proposal isn’t quite done, although that had been my hope. The bulk of the…
Tag: daily life
all in a day’s work
So bright and early this morning I went downtown to run some errands, figuring the shops I needed probably wouldn’t be open until 10 but thinking I’d go to the library to work until they opened. Turned out the library didn’t open until 10 either. @.@ Anyway, I rented a spot at a cafe and got working and after a while thought well, I don’t have to pick Young Indy up until noon, I’ll just work until 11 and then do errands. Moments later my phone rang and the guys…
so this week.
So preschool started last week and inevitably Young Indiana got a cold by day 3 and I had a cold by day 5 and very excitingly Ted did not get a cold, he got a twisted appendix (he’s on antibiotics for it and they’ll decide in another week if they should take it out or not), so this past week has been…somewhat exhausting. By which I mean we are all dragging ass and staring thousand-mile stares. I’ve been re-reading the Continuing Time books while sitting around being on media blackout/sick/waiting…
all the luggage
(Note how I carefully did not say “all the baggage.”) We have acquired an unusually vast amount of stuff to take home, this trip. We had come prepared with an extra suitcase, but we’ve still ended up borrowing one to bring home. Once we’ve dispersed the loot amongst the family it won’t be so dramatic a haul, but there’s still an Unusually Large amount of stuff this time around. Fewer books than usual, mind you, but still not an insignificant number, and an awful lot of clothes and just…stuff! I…
sunday morning floods
So there was Young Indiana in the shower and there was me at the other end of the bathroom checking FB and stuff and suddenly I realize that although I’ve been telling him not to block the drain there’s water slopping over the edge of the shower and that the entire kitchen below is flooding. Of course I start bellowing, “Ted! TED!” because I don’t even know why and I’m running downstairs and shouting, “TED!” and he leaps out of bed and I make Indy bring towels downstairs and show…