Busy weekend! No wonder my eyeball blew up (as noted in my flocked post). I chopped the down the rest of that tree and chopped 2 more fallen ones into nice little logs, though they're useless all covered in poison ivy. Now, what to do with them?
I also raked leaves with my neighbor's assistance--realizing too that that each time I bent over, he got an eyeful. Hmm... no wonder he's so helpful. (note to self: learn to dress for the job).
I had a new couch delivered along with a cocktail and end table. Funny how the cocktail table (when did they stop calling these "coffee tables"?) seemed an average size in the show room, but now that I got it home it's e-NOR-mous. On the bright side, less floor space to vaccuum. Or for Eli to barf on.
And I worked all weekend. The stress level there is sky-high, though the units are no longer combined. I do miss my friends from the other side.
No word about any further revisions on my Yet Untitled Paranormal. And I haven't done any serious writing in weeks. My stress level may also be directly related to this. Why didn't I at least try NaNo?
Today I'm off and catching up on notes to a friend's ms, interview questions, and friends' posts..
And a happy belated birthday to
newport2newport . LOVE YA, GIRLFRIEND! xox