And here it is, the evening of day one of my resolve to get real. So I’ll tell you what I’ve really been doing all day, when I could have been writing, editing, or cleaning my house.
You guessed it, I spent way too much time reading C.J. Cherryh’s Progress Report. I did mention I found it reassuring, didn’t I?
But I did accomplish some things. I got the kitchen table switched out, so the munchkin and I can eat meals together, without her falling off her stool, or me getting a sore behind. Yes, we now have CHAIRS in our kitchen. Not nearly as pretty as the bar and stool set, but much more functional.
The car is still somewhere else. Every time I talk to my mechanic, it sounds like I just woke him up. Am I worried? Well…
The novel is down to 695 pages. But that was the total three hours ago, too, and I’ve supposedly been working on it since. It doesn’t help that I only stumble across Queer Eye during prime writing time. (Anyone else absolutely love Kevin Downey Jr’s new Boom Boom Room?) I did give the TV back to the munchkin, rather than watching the second episode. That makes me feel like a Neanderthal, admitting there’s only one TV in our house…
Tomorrow is a Queer Eye marathon, I’m thinking I’ll watch every last episode and get it out of my system. I hope. On the one hand, I have little enough time without spending it watching reality TV. On the other, if I don’t put SOMETHING in, eventually I’ll run out of stuff to let OUT in my writing. Besides, how else am I going to learn anything about fashion, interior decorating, etc? It’s all research, really.
It doesn’t hurt that Carson, Jai, and the rest are funny as hell!