THE DAY
What can I say? I didn’t exactly wake up terrifically rested because the weather alert system went off a couple times to report tornadoes in other parts of the state. Still, I felt a heck of a lot better today than I did at that same time yesterday.
So I did exactly what I knew had to be done: tore up EVERYTHING from yesterday and rewrote it all. Okay, maybe I kept a few sentences here and there, but not many.
The only sticking point today came when it was time to leave for a lecture on Huntsville history. I’d really planned on going, put it into my schedule and all. But I looked at where I was and how much was left to do and worried that I simply wouldn’t get it done if I left. It’s very hard for me to come back and start up again after a long break and especially in the late afternoon/early evening. I can do it, most often when the husband is away for the evening and I know I’ll have unbroken time, no dinner to worry about. Perhaps then, tomorrow, I can do so because the husband has an event–plus, I know I’ll be out of the house by around noon to swim and then go to an appointment.
At any rate, I decided against stopped. Just kept my butt screwed to the chair and kept working for another two hours. Got to where it was comfortable to stop. Gymned. Came back. Worked for about another hour, but I can feel myself flagging. So, time to wrap it up, get my head around taxes (bluh) and dinner.
WRITING OUT LOUD
Dark 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 51: 1000 Day 63: 4800 Day 73: 1500 (edit)
*Day 42: 830 Day 52: 1600 Day 64: 3300 Day 74: 250 (sick)
Day 43: 3600 Day 53: 2600 Day 65: 2500 Day 75: 3000 (edit)
Day 44: 5000 Day 54: 3600 Day 66: 1200 (edit) Day 76: 2500 (edit)
Day 45: 2600 Day 55: 3200 Day 67: 1000 (edit) Day 77: 2500 (edit)
Day 46: 3000 Day 56: 4000 Day 68: 3000 (edit) Day 78: 2000 (edit)
Day 47: 2800 Day 57: 1200 Day 69: 1000 (edit) Day 79: 2000 (edit)
Day 48: 2500 Day 58-60: 0 Day 70: 1000 (edit) Day 80: 4300 (edit)
Day 49: 1000 Day 61: 3500 Day 71: 1500 (edit) Day 81: 1000 (edit)
Day 50: 4600 Day 62: 3000 Day 72: 2500 (edit) Day 82: 2000 (edit)
Day 83: 1500 (edit)
Day 84: 2700 (edit)
Blog Post: 660
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What I’m Watching:
The rest of a Shades of Blue episode (I must say, I feel this thing beginning to grow on me, like a fungus) and then one and half episodes of Justified. (Yes, I gymed for quite a while today. Tacking on more time to try and battle the bulge.)
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What I’m Reading:
Still plodding through Beside the Troubled Waters. Kind of slow-going now because I’m both interested in the history and experience but selectively so. Plus, I’m not getting a lot of reading done these past few days; just banging on the book.
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What I’m Listening to:
I heard about ten seconds’ worth of Bernie Sanders last night before turning off the radio. I know what he has to say (and his voice is kind of irritating, tell the truth). I also don’t need to listen to either Sanders’s or Clinton’s talking points for the umpteen trillionth time.
What I would like is for Donald Trump to go away. The problem is that Marco Rubio would take his place. So, sometimes, I think . . . okay, Trump can stay but only if Clinton stands a chance of beating the guy.
Trump scares me. His rhetoric is inflammatory. He may not mean what he says, but there are a lot of dimwitted bigots and downright angry people who do. They’re the folks I’m afraid of. I’m even more worried about what will happen if he were President–because I can’t see a Republican senate (man, that party is broken beyond belief) having the gumption to thwart this guy.
Okay, enough soapbox. I dread this election.
