Wow. I haven’t blogged three times in one day since…well, I don’t think since right after Chris died. I blogged an awful lot then. It’s 2230. I just chased Hope to bed for, I hope, the last time. She’s determined she’s going to meet Santa. I’m determined she’s not getting out of that bed again. […]
What a washout. I accomplished nothing today, not even clearing the kitchen table for my editing. Can’t even pretend to have tried… I’m sick. I’ve got a cold, and all I’ve done today is blow my nose, read On Writing, and take a couple naps. Both of which Hope woke me from. Grr. If I
No, I’m afraid I didn’t SPRING out of bed ready to get to work again. More like dragged out by a nagging sense of duty and an unfortunate knowledge of what happens when I don’t let the dog out fast enough. But I DID get up. And here I am. I’ll get back to work
Boy, did I wish I’d stayed home today, at least six times…but then I wouldn’t have some neat stuff! We had to do some grocery shopping. (we got the dog a pillow, too. Hey, it’s Christmas.) That wasn’t too bad. Busier than I expected that early, but not too bad. Then we went to Office
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I woke up at 0530. Yep, first day of vacation. On work days I get up at 0700. Weekends usually about that, maybe a little later. I try not to turn my schedule upside down just to right it again by Monday. But today Taro woke me up at 0530. Oh, I resisted, don’t think
I don’t know what that means, exactly. But I’ve heard it said many times. Usually on the appearance of someone who doesn’t belong wherever they are anymore. On past grading days, I’ve come in late, in order to avoid the mass of people hanging around talking, so I could get some work done. This time
Oh, sure, now I can see the problems, after reading 250+ hooks… But darn it, I thought it was a pretty good hook! It’s here , if you’d like to check it out. Click on “Show Original Post” to see my hook, and Miss Snark’s response. And leave a comment, please? I was hoping