take two

…and while I was writing, Deirdre dropped her boys off on the doorstep (literally) and went tearing off for the yoga class she was late to. Seirid did not want me to hold him (he eventually warmed up and got very flirty that evening), and Breic was very good about me working until the last few minutes, when he thought I should be paying attention to him. Apparently I made up for it that evening, though, ’cause he sat on my lap for about an hour and helped me look for places to live. He was actually very good at that: I would move the cursor to the links, and he’d click the mouse button, which evidently filled his little heart with glee, and the rest of the time he more or less kept his hands out of the keyboard. So we were both satisfied. :)

Breic and I also went for a walk to buy some bread and eggs and milk. It was mostly a carry, really, but the bit where we went through a sidewalk construction ‘tunnel’ was fun. :) We met Dad, who was striking out on a walk, when we were sort of on our way back, and so Dad walked around with us, which meant Breic got to be swung between two adults, and kept crowing, “Twy that again, guys! Twy that again!” *giggle* Pretty cute.

So yesterday morning while I was writing I developed the clever plan of working on COYOTE DREAMS in the morning, getting some forward motion there, and then spending some afternoon/evening time getting started on the rewrites for HEART OF STONE. I thought (and still think) that would take a bit of the pressure off, instead of trying to finish one project and then the other. Instead, we had little boys at the house all day, so while I got my CD words written, I didn’t get started on HoS. Oops. But it was a fun day anyway. :)

Dad and I went for a long walk yesterday afternoon, too. I can now get to Temple Bar, which turns out to be very easy to reach, and from there I can get more or less not lost going around a reasonable chunk of the city centre. I know where the movie theatre is now (I actually knew where it was before, just not how to get there from here), and we went down … Henry Street, maybe, which has been a vendor’s street for at least two centuries and possibly four. Fresh fruits and vegetables. I bought 8 apples for €2, which was just so absurd I couldn’t resist. Can you imagine buying 8 apples for two dollars in Alaska? *snort* :)

Ok, between one thing and another it’s taken me almost an hour to write this entry, and I have work to do, so whatever the other thing I was going to mention was–oh! I’m looking at a house Saturday afternoon, that’s what it was! Wish me luck!

Oop, just made another appointment for tonight, too. Now if I can just figure out where I’m going…

miles to Mount Doom: 231
ytd wordcount: 213, 600