I’m glad I was able to show up a little bit yesterday morning because by the evening I was miserable.
28 fiction words, 312 total. 28 fiction words are about one
sentence paragraph (see below).
Still not feeling up to par. Hoping the extra rest I’ll be able to get tomorrow morning will fix me.
Doug looked at Payback. “Listen to Sarah,” he told his pet. “I think you should get to eat them too, but we’re guests. We don’t eat our hosts.”
Yesterday was moving, and throwing stuff away, and getting people in to claim furniture and cabinets, and move more stuff, and I don’t even know, except it took nine hours to get done.
But it’s all over. At least the moving out part. Now there’s a new challenge of moving things in, and straightening up the new place, getting it ready and looking like nobody is there for an inspection on Wednesday, and after that, to hopefully get the place ready for people to work.
It’s going to be a tight fit, but I think we can do it.
At any rate, with the outside work that happened yesterday, I squeezed in 269 words yesterday morning and had a grand total of 599 between blogs and fiction. I hope to do the same this morning, and continue to do so until I beat this cold and have a little more energy in the evenings. I hope to see that by the end of the week.
Oh! And I should review last week here, too.
Weekly total words: 4,266
Weekly total fiction words: 2,331
Weekly total blog words: 1,935
Difference from last week: -24%
Weekly rank: 5 (of 7)
Overall, writing is slow simply because of time. When I have the time to write, I need to sleep to try to get over this cold, or simply because I’m too exhausted to write. The end result is during my usual writing time in the evenings, I’m sleeping. Hopefully it’s just a work sick (working too hard, too much time in and out of the warm and cold temps), and not an actual sick that will drag me down further.
Fevers are not allowed, you hear?
Heck, I’ll rest later.
I would like to take this moment to remind myself that of all the weeks I should not feel bad about my word count, this should be that week. I’ve been working multiples of times harder than usual for my office job, and the words I’ve gotten in are damn miracles all on their own. I get home spent, and now I’ve worked myself into some kind of sore-throat, coughing illness. (I’m sure sweating and then standing in the cold hasn’t helped. Somebody warned me about that, once.)
Yesterday I wrote 37 words, with a total of 355 if you include blog words and not just fiction words. I will probably get about the same amount in today, as I need to be at the office in two hours or so, and an hour and a half of that are already claimed for travel, errands, and hygiene.
Yesterday I also was at the office for 5 hours taking photos, forgetting to put them on Craigslist (shit), tearing down computers, opening printers I couldn’t get closed, and trying not to trip over wires. Today may be more of the same, hopefully without the need for Craigslist.
Wish me luck.
Greetings and salutations! It’s Saturday, and while I usually travel to take care of routing clothing maintenance, today I’ll be going into the office to bring it one step closer to shut down. I believe we get to unthread the network, which probably sounds more interesting to me than it actually will be. Well, it just seems that it’ll all be done faster if I help, and if it gets done quickly, maybe we can work on things that need to get done tomorrow, so that tomorrow, we can get more done before the deadline.
Please note: there’s no real chance that we’ll get everything done by the deadline. There’s too much remaining furniture and not enough places to put them. Are you interesting in purchasing a 2-high file cabinet or office chair, by the way? Deadline is looming.
Yesterday I wrote 253 words in fiction, with a grand total of 516. I squeezed them in after a day of loading and unloading a moving truck twice, and shortly after collapsed into bed.
I’m actually surprised that I feel as well as I do today. I’m not too achy, and even though I am getting a cold, I think I’ll be able to push through it for a couple of days before it really takes me down. By then we should be moved into the new office – temporarily if not permanently – and my absence will not mean things don’t get moved.
I had been trying to reply to all comments. I had been trying to visit and comment on the blogs of friends. In the last couple days, I can’t even keep on top of my regular routine, and I’m pretty sure it’s only because I’m forcing blog posts and a bit of writing before leaving the house in the morning that I get that much done.
This morning I’m pretty foggy, and it doesn’t help that the blowing snow is causing delays. The house is in a bit of chaos, to put it simply, and my already foggy brain is trying to tell me to just…
Yesterday I wrote 179 words before going back to sleep because the offices ended up closing completely. I woke up and made it in about noon to help move boxes onto the truck, and today we get to move them off the truck (but with considerably more people to assist us). I had a grand total of 400 words for the day, which means I blogged more than I wrote.
Well, I’ll try again today. And eventually I’ll finish this story. Probably. Hopefully.