Being Lazy
I know, mark this day in your calendars, right? I'll be honest, a lot of it came from the fact that I just couldn't seem to get out of bed yesterday. I'm doing so much better, but apparently the body was demanding more rest. A lot more rest, considering I went to bed on time, totally passed out, and still couldn't get up until after 3 PM (I did wake up a few times, but only to fall back to sleep). I did get some stuff done, just not as much as I'd hoped, and now I'm not sure if much progress will be made at all for the rest of the week: the kids now have the crud. Both are home today, and more than likely Friday as well (despite youngest's protests about tests; trust me, with this mess, she wouldn't pass anyway-it's nastier than the average cold or flu). As much as they can take care of themselves, they're going to need mama on this one, especially since we're completely out of symptom control products and have no money to get any more.
*sigh*
I'm just hoping they don't get it as bad as the old folks and don't need to go to the doctor for antibiotics.
Chef has discovered the new job has a bit of diversity in it that he didn't expect. Tonight he helped with a cooking class. So far, he seems in a much better frame of mind about it than he was the first day he went in, which is suuuuuuuuuch a relief. However long he remains there, it doesn't look like it'll turn into something he can't stand doing.
Anyway, about all I did was sleep, tinker a bit with Charms (this chapter is, as the ones before it, taking longer than I'd like, but it's also a long chapter and I'm still working on getting over da sick), editing work (all I can say is *head desk*), and a few other bits and pieces.
Oh, and I was offered a Woman Within credit card and I took it...and ordered clothes. This is not the best thing, but my wardrobe is...in a state of disrepair. My favorite skirt died months ago, I have a pair of pants I now wear as pajamas because I don't have much in the way of pajamas and they have holes, and most the rest of my clothes are heading in the same direction. Even with the new job, this was the only way I was ever going to get clothes any time soon. I am a bit nervous since by my most recent measurements, I'd lost a size, and that's the size I ordered, but...well, I'm sure other women understand. The one thing I do know with Woman Within is that if something says it's a certain X size, that's what it is, unlike, say, Wal-Mart which seems to run at least a size smaller. And if everything fits, I'll have a new pair of pants, a new skirt, a lounger set, a new nightgown, a tunic/sweater "dress", and a new cowl neck pullover. I probably could have ordered more, but I was very price conscious even with the credit card. Most that stuff was on sale.
I swear, we'll finally get out of this hole, and I'll still be buying Kroger brand because it's cheaper than name brand. lol Course, I'll just be happy when we can spend more than $50 on groceries and can get a wider variety of stuff, especially snack stuff. :P
Word Counts Yesterday
Total New (incl WB): 0
Total Words: 0
Total Pages Revised: 3
I am nearing the end of this chapter, thank goodness. Next round it gets split, and the two new chapters should generally be easier than the whole has been this round, though I do need to add a scene to one and make a major shuffle in the other. Other than that, I see Charms being done and off to betas next week.
Today's to do, assuming I decide to do any of it or am not run ragged being mama....
» AM stretch
» dishes
» B.C. chapter 32
» 1500 words
» 1 DII crit
» journals: Journeys
» Market Finders update
» Alden.nu: Metawriting
» WCP editing & style sheet
» beta reading
» web work: d.com fixes
» dinner :: leftovers tonight
» PM stretch
» reading
Have to say, I'm having a much harder time tolerating the book I'm editing right now. It probably wouldn't be so bad if it actually was a novel instead of a political/media/religion rant thinly disguised as a novel.
As I said above: *head desk*
Suffice it to say, I'm having huge issues not ranting at the author myself, staying focused, and getting my minimum 10 pages a day done. LOTS of problems. I've been tempted to hand it back over to the publisher and tell her there's no way I'm finishing it, but I've been paid for it all ready. And if I'm anything, it's responsible.
*sigh*
The one light at the end of tonight's tunnel? Top Chef. Which I plan on watching even if it does put me to bed late. :P
Getting to it all.
~~~
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*sigh*
I'm just hoping they don't get it as bad as the old folks and don't need to go to the doctor for antibiotics.
Chef has discovered the new job has a bit of diversity in it that he didn't expect. Tonight he helped with a cooking class. So far, he seems in a much better frame of mind about it than he was the first day he went in, which is suuuuuuuuuch a relief. However long he remains there, it doesn't look like it'll turn into something he can't stand doing.
Anyway, about all I did was sleep, tinker a bit with Charms (this chapter is, as the ones before it, taking longer than I'd like, but it's also a long chapter and I'm still working on getting over da sick), editing work (all I can say is *head desk*), and a few other bits and pieces.
Oh, and I was offered a Woman Within credit card and I took it...and ordered clothes. This is not the best thing, but my wardrobe is...in a state of disrepair. My favorite skirt died months ago, I have a pair of pants I now wear as pajamas because I don't have much in the way of pajamas and they have holes, and most the rest of my clothes are heading in the same direction. Even with the new job, this was the only way I was ever going to get clothes any time soon. I am a bit nervous since by my most recent measurements, I'd lost a size, and that's the size I ordered, but...well, I'm sure other women understand. The one thing I do know with Woman Within is that if something says it's a certain X size, that's what it is, unlike, say, Wal-Mart which seems to run at least a size smaller. And if everything fits, I'll have a new pair of pants, a new skirt, a lounger set, a new nightgown, a tunic/sweater "dress", and a new cowl neck pullover. I probably could have ordered more, but I was very price conscious even with the credit card. Most that stuff was on sale.
I swear, we'll finally get out of this hole, and I'll still be buying Kroger brand because it's cheaper than name brand. lol Course, I'll just be happy when we can spend more than $50 on groceries and can get a wider variety of stuff, especially snack stuff. :P
Word Counts Yesterday
Total New (incl WB): 0
Total Words: 0
Total Pages Revised: 3
I am nearing the end of this chapter, thank goodness. Next round it gets split, and the two new chapters should generally be easier than the whole has been this round, though I do need to add a scene to one and make a major shuffle in the other. Other than that, I see Charms being done and off to betas next week.
Today's to do, assuming I decide to do any of it or am not run ragged being mama....
» AM stretch
» dishes
» B.C. chapter 32
» 1500 words
» 1 DII crit
» journals: Journeys
» Market Finders update
» Alden.nu: Metawriting
» WCP editing & style sheet
» beta reading
» web work: d.com fixes
» dinner :: leftovers tonight
» PM stretch
» reading
Have to say, I'm having a much harder time tolerating the book I'm editing right now. It probably wouldn't be so bad if it actually was a novel instead of a political/media/religion rant thinly disguised as a novel.
As I said above: *head desk*
Suffice it to say, I'm having huge issues not ranting at the author myself, staying focused, and getting my minimum 10 pages a day done. LOTS of problems. I've been tempted to hand it back over to the publisher and tell her there's no way I'm finishing it, but I've been paid for it all ready. And if I'm anything, it's responsible.
*sigh*
The one light at the end of tonight's tunnel? Top Chef. Which I plan on watching even if it does put me to bed late. :P
Getting to it all.
~~~
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