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Longest day of the month. Don’t know why, don’t care, just glad it’s over.
Up early to the keyboard, off to Denver.
Many hours later, home waiting for a call from Jack.
Beat up, worn down, and ready to pop a bottle of wine.
Wishing mom was still around.
Happy birthday, kids. Happy, happy birthday.
Thank god for the garbage men or I wouldn’t have known it was Thursday.
Put in a good day at the keyboard. Was thinking maybe I might go fishing, but the temps in the mountains were pretty cool, so put it off for another time.
Revised a story, revised a pitch, wrote a couple of lines to the boys, then took off for the gym to get a quiet workout.
Got in some reading, too.
Denver tomorrow.
Big power outage last night smack dab in the middle of the Hemingway documentary. Read today a transformer blew.
Up early to the Broadmoor to meet with my buddy G. Had a great time, as always. Got home a little after 10:30, in time to chat with S. and K. Thought I might have time to do a little writing on one of my stories, but found another story in my N. queue so tended to that instead.
Strolled off to the gym a little after one and got in a nice workout. Still rehabbing the arm and shoulder while trying to remain cautious I don’t re-injure it.
Home now.
FaceTime with Jackie.
Guess this post is over.
Full day.
Up early to revisions and reviews, then off for a short walk and a trip to the gym.
Cooked up a pot of split pea soup.
Weather took a turn, but hell, it’s spring.
Leg’s bumming me out.
Early morning coffee with my buddy G tomorrow.
Not much else going on.
Day started out well, but took a regrettable turn not long after I was busy with revisions.
Got an email from the firm who hosts my business website, with some pencil-neck-tech-geek telling me they were going to charge me an entire year of renewal fees before locking it down. I have the name of this BS company, should anyone wish to know who they are. Just go to my contact page and I’d be happy to tell you.
Things improved somewhat after I mailed back a terse reply, but the world didn’t properly mend itself until I blew off steam at the gym. Hoping to take a better run at things tomorrow.
Tonight, the Ken Burns Hemingway documentary.
A quiet Easter, just the way you like it.
Up early, writing, then a sunny brunch with K, outdoors on the patio. Thought about a fire, but the temps were close to eighty even by 10:30.
Had a great time, all the way around, but needed an early nap thanks to the bottle of prosecco we drank.
Wrote a couple of review this afternoon. Watched a bad movie. Listened to the neighbor kids shriek, and had a nice FaceTime call from the boys.
Taking it easy tonight.
Busy week ahead.
Feel like I’ve been up for three days.
Was up early, to work early, too. But somewhere along the way the day took a slow turn. Revised one of the stories I’ve got in progress, wrote a couple of critiques, and deep watered the trees and shrubs in the back yard.
No gym today. Thought I’d give my arms a rest. Did get out for a nice walk, though, and a trip to Starbucks for a hot latte.
Pretty day. Ended it with a glass of wine at K’s.
Easter tomorrow. Hard to believe.
Long day.
Worked a while, waited a while, worked out a while, then threw in the towel.
Wanted more, took less, and figure to bargain with tomorrow now, instead.
High point was talking to the boys after I got home from the gym.
Comfort food tonight. Maybe a movie.
We’ll see what Saturday brings.
Well, made it this far.
Up at a good early hour to nice weather and a warm cup of coffee. Productive morning all the way around, and not a bad afternoon, either.
Wrote, read, worked out. Slipped another N critique out the door and over the transom. Even got in an early afternoon walk.
Feeling like it might be a nice holiday weekend, providing no one comes along and messes it up.
Big improvement in the weather. Still cool, but back to being sunny.
Was in the cottage early, and made some nice headway on the story I’d meant to get to yesterday. Feeling like I’ve got two pieces close to submission and a third not far behind.
Paid the bills after a pleasant coffee break, then went for a walk and a brief trip to the gym to work on my rehab.
Made a pot of potato leek soup when I got home. Wrote a couple of N critiques as well.
Still hoping to get back to the novel before the end of the week, but not entirely sure it’ll happen given other things keep popping up. We’ll see.
Meanwhile, trying not to think too hard.
Weather changed, just like they said. Only not as much. Figured to wake to an inch of snow, but there was nothing, just a few flurries. Stayed gray all afternoon.
Been thinking quite a bit, trying to sort through what it is I’m doing and why, and have come to the notion I may have to work some streamlining into my life. But that’s a story for a different day.
Was up early again, and again got in some good writing time before heading out to the gym. Covid’s kept the place quiet, which is nice, and working on some of the old machines has been a real help.
Talked to Jack, briefly, when I got home. After, took a nap. Hoped to get into the second of the new stories I’ve been working on, but time got away. Tomorrow, right?
Put in a pretty good day today.
Made some nice revisions, sent out a couple of reviews, went for a walk, hit the gym for a quiet workout, then came home and took care of some family business.
Weather was lovely, if you discount the wind. Cool temps coming tonight, and maybe even a little snow.
Have fallen behind in my reading, though I’m looking to catch up tonight. Still feeling the effects of Daylight Savings Time. Don’t know why, but there it is.
Got a lot on the mind. The closer I get to pinning it down, the further away it seems. Nothing to do but press on.
Easy day.
Polished one of the new stories, enjoyed a couple of cups of coffee, and wrote a few critiques.
Worked out this afternoon, then came home and went for a nice leisurely walk.
Feels like I should’ve done more, but then it always feels that way. Maybe it’s a sign of personal growth I don’t give as much of a damn as I used to.
Making my own version of pasta pomodoro tonight.
Gonna kick back, rest up, and get a good jump on tomorrow.
Did all right for a Saturday. Was up early and writing after tending to the kitties.
Put in some decent revisions on a story, and wrote four critiques for N.
Went to a movie early afternoon, then over to K’s for tea and conversation.
No heavy lifting, but that’s okay. Made progress, which should make tomorrow’s work all the easier.
Kicking back tonight. Omelettes and asparagus for dinner.
Getting harder and harder to sort out the days.
Was up early, to work early, and off to the gym early. Of the three, I remember the gym because my shoulder still aches.
Anyway, did some good work at the keyboard, including the writing of a handful of notes for my new N critiques. Gonna be busy with other people’s stories for the next day or so, but that’s okay. Looking forward to reading work that isn’t my own.
I think I’m still adjusting to daylight savings time. Or maybe it’s the epidemic. Either way, I got knocked off stride somewhere, somehow, and haven’t been able to regain my footing.
This, again, is why there’s tomorrow.
Tonight, pot pies and a bottle of wine.
Trying to find the center of things.
Messed up day for the most part. Got in a workout. Read a little. Rest of the day wasn’t worth talking about, except for a brief FaceTime with the boys.
Will give it another shot tomorrow.
Been trying to focus on what’s in front of me.
Did some good revision work today, and a had a nice workout, too.
Rest of the day full of ups and downs.
Not sure if I’m making progress or falling behind, but I guess that’s the argument for living in the moment. You don’t really care.
Sent another N critique out the door. Two to go. Probably see another landslide of submissions before the month is out.
Dylan’s birthday tomorrow.
Time sure flies.
Well, the snow caught up with us. Got about five inches overnight. Wet stuff. Was worried about the locust tree in back that suffered the big hit last winter, but it was fine. No issues throwing the bolts we put it back together with, and no new branches down.
For all the accumulation, the sidewalks were wet but clear. In all, it turned out to be a good thing for the grass and trees.
Worked hard on finishing one of the new stories, but didn’t quite make it to the end. Soon, I hope. Had a couple of kitties in my lap, trying to speed the process, but in the end it had the opposite effect.
Put in some rehab today, and it felt pretty good. That is, the pain wasn’t bad and I learned a few new tricks along the way. Like to kick it into high gear, but still a bit hesitant fearing I might re-tear something. Guess it’ll all come in its own good time.
Talked to my old buddy S this afternoon. Been a while, and it was good to hear from him. Got a chance to swap some new war stories.
Also heard from the Belmont Review. They’ve accepted my piece, “Devotion.” Nice way to end the day.
Early rise for a change. Managed to drag myself out of bed a little after six. Made some good progress on the stories, wrote letters to Matty and Jack, worked out.
FaceTimed with Matty and Jack a little later in the afternoon, and got in a little more writing time. All in all, not a bad day.
The late afternoon rain turned to snow. Then it turned back to rain. Probably turn back to snow again if it lasts much longer.
Feeling like we’ve high-centered on something and can’t quite get free, but hey, that’s the lump sum of the past year, isn’t it?
Head down, shoulder to the wheel. That’s the antidote for the moment. Or the diversion, anyway.
Looking ahead to a quiet evening.
A day of many doings.
Up early to the keyboard, then off to the WalMart in Fountain to get S. her second Covid shot. Things went pretty smoothly, and we were back home by 10:00.
Put in a few more revisions, then showered and traipsed off to an early afternoon movie, The Courier. Felt good to kick back in an empty theater and do nothing for three hours.
Took a short walk when we got home and left the rest of the day to fend for itself.
Nothing of any urgency on the table tomorrow, so hoping to get in some quality early-morning writing time.
Saw the first robin of spring yesterday. Fingers crossed tomorrow’s expected snow isn’t too wild.
