Wasted Days

It’s only day two of Camp NaNoWriMo and I feel like giving up. I wrote a grand total of 243 words yesterday and so far today I’ve written about six.

Yesterday was just a total waste of makeup, not that I wear any. I spent most of the morning waiting for my roommate to get up (she works 3 – 11) to help with a decluttering project that she had seemed all gung-ho about, only to have her not roll out of bed until 12:30, then run off on an errand, then fiddle around on the computer…  It was almost 2:30 before she even started on it (and she had to be at work by 3:00.) Needless to say, it’s less than half finished.

Today hasn’t been much better. My car had to go to the garage because my passenger side headlight and driver side taillight were out. (The headlight wasn’t burned out; it was a wiring issue.) (Note to self: learn how to change the light bulbs in this car; you’ll save a ton of money.) So we dropped it off and then went to my home town to pick up orders from a small chocolate company. They close after Easter so they start a half-price sale a few days before.

Stopped for burgers and ice cream on the way back, then she dropped me off to get my car and I went to the storage unit to grab a bag of dog food. I had to get her to help bring it in though, as my wrist was not happy about trying to pick up a forty pound bag of kibble. (It’s currently wrapped until it stops hurting.) (The wrist, not the kibble.)

So, that and a putting a load of laundry in the washer is my day so far.

And now I’m listening to dogs snore. (Which is somewhat better than telling them to keep their noses out of my chocolate.)

Monday there is someone coming to hopefully fix my internet so it quits cutting out when it rains.

And somewhere between now and then I may (or may not, I haven’t decided yet) cook a ham dinner.

And I have to try to make the house look like it’s inhabited by humans and not a marauding band of Orcs that raided a brewery.

My free time for writing is dwindling rapidly, especially since I picked up a day of work for Tuesday. I’m seriously beginning to consider trying an all-nighter. I wonder if the neighbor would mind if I ran the vacuum at three o’clock in the morning?


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