"there's always something so tragic about a hopeless romantic"
I woke this morning with the promise to go to my mom's and wait for a guy to fix her plumbing. (She had an important thing to do.) Then I got a phone call from openice asking if I was willing to make her one day visit into two days and well... spluh. So I drove to pick her up and we talked for a looong time. Met up with missy7280 and did a write in of sorts. (Mostly we talked, surprise!)
Then we had dinner with the Timothy, came home and watched the Rangers tromp on the Yankees. (JOY!) Somehow I got 1457 words out for the day, a beautiful 600 more than I needed to write. I guess if I really tried I would be able to get back to 2k but to be honest I'd rather get the quality rather than the quantity. (Well, sort of.) Plus my brain is something like a pile of mush.
Then we had dinner with the Timothy, came home and watched the Rangers tromp on the Yankees. (JOY!) Somehow I got 1457 words out for the day, a beautiful 600 more than I needed to write. I guess if I really tried I would be able to get back to 2k but to be honest I'd rather get the quality rather than the quantity. (Well, sort of.) Plus my brain is something like a pile of mush.