Well I’m back on Susan time. That means that I fall asleep on the couch watching TV (honest, if I ramble over to the couch to relax a bit, I lay down because I stand all day in my shop, so within minutes of watching even the most dramatic program, I’m asleep. Thus, I almost never truly “watch” television) and wake up around midnight. I replenish my caffeine needs, amble over to the computer following the invisible thread that ties me to it, and get busy.
Today I did clean the house, did some framing, shovelled slush, did laundry, read some Spanish, ate, slept, woke up, and…finally redid my About Me page. I also took some time going through photographs and hope to put up some new ones in Spun Out that reflect my interests. But first I have to clean out the photo files of all my attempts and anal obsession to back them up in fifty different spots.
Uh-oh. Edgar is waving his arms wildly about to grab my attention. I think he wants me to get down to some serious writing, which right now, means revision and editing. I’m trying to ignore him. Uh-oh; he just picked up his brick…
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