+ I’ve been trying to get myself to write an update and I’ll start and then just stop after about 80 words and stare at the screen while listening to things.
+ Flurries appeared the night before last. Sigh. While I love winter (and the idea of staying inside or watching the dogs play in the snow–this will be Dunk’s first winter! I’m excited), I really do not love what cold weather does to me.
And because this has appeared, I have already started having physical issues doing basic things at work. I had to fight with one machine to lock it back up to the point where one of my minions cracked up watching my struggle and had to tell another minion that, for now, if we need certain things out of the stock room, I’d have to get someone to grab the boxes because I can’t do it right now.
I was really hoping I’d have at least another week or so before this would start. The downside is that this is showing me that it’s getting worse. (there’s really no reason why picking up a box should cause pain to shoot up my arm)
+ The wind is horrible. A peice of siding has peeled back again and thwacking the house. But! No fence panel has fallen, so that’s a huge relief
+ Boss can’t look at me with a straight face while I wear my Doctor Who scarf, my minions think I’m weird but find it hilarious (success!)
+ I spent time trying to convince one of my minions to check out NoSleep podcast because she was trying to stealthily take a photo of me to send via snapchat to her boyfriend. So I told her about the horror story about snapchat (season 4, episode…4 or 5). So hopefully I can get someone to start becoming an avid listener
+ Still working on the story that has decided to slowly make its way to novelette form. Sure, it’s still on the first draft, but I’ve also hit a point where I’ve completely forgotten what I was going to do, where my basic idea was heading, and now everyone’s just waiting in the wings. It’s trucking along and I’m enjoying it, I just…forgot what to do. (I have forgotten how to word)
+ I realized I have a first draft of a short story in a notebook and haven’t typed it up yet.
+ I still can’t find the first partial-draft of a short story I just labeled “Pig Dreams.” It’s probably somewhere in the Giant Tote O Notebooks. I have also lost notes for another story, they are probably also in Giant Tote.
Oh well. It’s nothing new.
+ I’m starting to work on some breif conversation snippets along with notes of what to research for a story idea I typed up as a reminder to myself on my phone. I have so much reading to do for this, and my initial intention is for it to be a short story. But, honestly, I don’t know how long it’s going to be. The research aspects are mainly so I can hit the correct historical bits that need to be hit as well as certain names that I need to make sure I spell right. The downside is: I might end up down a rabbit hole of weird shit.
+ We ended up with some chair cushions. Dunk’s crate now has a nest of fluff on top of his blankets, Cricket is slowly pulling the foam out of her cushion in large chunks. Not chewed, but just chunks so I wonder if she has realized that it tastes nasty and thinks that the next peice won’t taste as bad. Firefly wound up with the outdoor two-peice cushion and has used it as the base for her happy nest of blankets, and Bug has the last one. Bug has not destroyed her cushion so far (but she did steal a pot holder to lick to death yesterday) and seems to be using it as a pillow while her blankets are her bed. It’s adorable and hilarious.
+ Jamie grabbed me one of the Yowie things (the chocolate is gross but I love the toys). I popped it open and wound up with a bald eagle. An angry bald eagle. He’s a majestic little peice of plastic and has been sitting in front of the computer monitor for the past two days and I can’t help but laugh at it. Is it an omen? Is it a sign of things to come? Who knows. I just find the whole thing hilarious (and at least I got a new Yowie toy instead of another beaver)