THE DAY
Actually, not really because the husband went into work today. Said he had an early phone conference only it turns out to have been rescheduled. He stayed away anyway, which was fine because I needed to settle in for a round of work before we played hooky.
So, in a way, the day was an unremarkable Monday: work, gym. Except I hadn’t made a cake yesterday because of the holiday today, so I took some time out of the morning to get that done: Spiced Cranberry with a very light orange glaze.
We’d planned on seeing an early movie, but I called the husband and asked if we could push it to the evening because I was on a semi-roll and didn’t want to stop. Bless him, he was game. So worked until I absolutely had to leave. Gymed for a couple of hours; made it back to grab a quick nibble and then it was off to see The Revenant.
Let me save you the trouble right now: that was one truly awful film. The husband hated it, too. I don’t understand all the swooning reviews. I wasn’t bored, but I wasn’t wowed either and I kinda wish I’d the gumption to turn to the husband midway and suggest we blow this crackerjack joint. I really ought to apply the same Stephen King Rule to movies as I do to books: if after 15-20%, I’m still giving the work more than it’s giving me…I am so outta there. Life is too short.
Still, I got words done, so that’s always a good thing.
WRITING OUT LOUD
Far Side of the Moon
Day 1: 4326 Day 11: 2500 Day 21: 1800 Day 31: 745
Day 2: 2085 Day 12: 500 Day 22: 0 Day 32: 0
Day 3: 3011 Day 13: 1000 Day 23: 2700 Day 33: 4000
Day 4: 2652. Day 14: 3700 Day 24: 3500 Day 34: 2800
Day 5: 3210 Day 15: 5630 Day 25: 1500 Day 35: 4500
Day 6: 3450 Day 16: 1060 Day 26: 0 Day 36: 4800
Day 7: 0 Day 17: 130 Day 27: 0 Day 37: 0
Day 8: 2756 Day 18: 0 Day 28: 380 Day 38: 450
Day 9: 4580 Day 19: 3000 Day 29: 390 Day 39: 1000
Day 10: 2670 Day 20: 2600 Day 30: 380 Day 40: 2500
Day 41: 2600
*Day 42: 830
Day 43: 3600
Day 44: 5000
Day 45: 2600
Day 46: 3000
Day 47: 2800
Blog Post: 440
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What I’m Watching:
As above; also saw the first episode of Billions and I think it will be my last. Here’s why: you have this really rich, smart guy who falls for what he knows is a set-up so he can, in the words of the show’s shrink, fight over who’s got the bigger dick. So that was just dumb, despite the fact that I’m happy to follow Damien Lewis wherever he wants to go. A shame; I had high hopes, but you can’t win them all.
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What I’m Reading:
Still plugging away through Pet Sematary.
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What I’m Listening to:
Still into silence. I might be/stay this way for quite a while. That’s okay.
