Junior Youth and I just made heart hands at each other. JY said, “I love the Pop Tarts and you,” and I was quick to note that Pop Tarts ranked higher. Ah, the magic of premade breakfast pastries.
I wrote a decent amount yesterday.
1,258 fiction words, 1,495 total words
Most of it was in the morning. I intended to write another 1,000 in the evening, but I ended up watching three episodes of Call the Midwife instead. I declared it self-care and do not regret it one bit.
I definitely feel back in the game, though. While I’ve missed my 5 a.m. alarm the last two days (yesterday because I was up until midnight with CtM), once I got up I’ve been up. I know it’s only two days, but it feels a lot different than when I was feeling sick.
Today’s a new day. Wish me luck!