um. hmm? oh, right.
Lady Tairngire
is kind of wandering through Tuesday in a sleepy haze. Ate a cookie, a deviled egg, and a sliver of birthday cake for breakfast - at ten in the morning. Wrote a chapter in my novel, make a lego pirate ship, and then took a nap. Vacations are AWESOME.
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Though to be honest, "nap" was more like "lying with eyes closed while newly six-year-old steals the blanket, wriggling and crawling like a cub over his sun-dazed lioness.
Yes. Just like that.
Did not get much sleep last night. The "whole-house" AC is more like a "half-house" AC, leaving the upstairs sweltering even at night. Not even opening the windows helped. The attic fan created a breeze I might have slept through, but the noise bothered the Kinglet and for some reason I get antsy about leaving it running while I sleep, even though I spent all my childhood summers falling asleep to the sound of that very same fan.
Well, maybe that's the point - I think it's the same fan, which means it's pushing 40 years old. Fire hazard, maybe?
Snatched a few hours in on the recliner/sofa this morning, but not enough - hence the hazy, dazy Tuesday. No real complaints here. But I do need a nap, for realz.
Got about 2100 words into CRIMSON today. Could do more but the brain is mushy. (see "nap", above).
Have done a little research into romance novels which I came on here to tell you about but, meh, that sounds too much like work.
What was I saying?
is kind of wandering through Tuesday in a sleepy haze. Ate a cookie, a deviled egg, and a sliver of birthday cake for breakfast - at ten in the morning. Wrote a chapter in my novel, make a lego pirate ship, and then took a nap. Vacations are AWESOME.
Like · · 2 hours ago ·
Though to be honest, "nap" was more like "lying with eyes closed while newly six-year-old steals the blanket, wriggling and crawling like a cub over his sun-dazed lioness.
Yes. Just like that.
Did not get much sleep last night. The "whole-house" AC is more like a "half-house" AC, leaving the upstairs sweltering even at night. Not even opening the windows helped. The attic fan created a breeze I might have slept through, but the noise bothered the Kinglet and for some reason I get antsy about leaving it running while I sleep, even though I spent all my childhood summers falling asleep to the sound of that very same fan.
Well, maybe that's the point - I think it's the same fan, which means it's pushing 40 years old. Fire hazard, maybe?
Snatched a few hours in on the recliner/sofa this morning, but not enough - hence the hazy, dazy Tuesday. No real complaints here. But I do need a nap, for realz.
Got about 2100 words into CRIMSON today. Could do more but the brain is mushy. (see "nap", above).
Have done a little research into romance novels which I came on here to tell you about but, meh, that sounds too much like work.
What was I saying?