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May. 26th, 2006
The life part of last post
May. 26th, 2006 06:17 pmHmm.
I guess lif'e going okay. I got the proposal in to Chiropractor, and mentioned that I'm exeedingly easy as far as design goes. He seemed really excited when I mentioned that if there's a picture he wants, I'd be happy to copy it. Hopefully I'll come away from this with both a commission and a profit. I chickened out, though, as far as quoting a price. I know how much I want to quote, but I really don't want to scare him off. I do have a minimum, but I really don't want to short-change myself. Eh, well. We'll see if he gets approval from "the boss" (his wife) in the first place.
I did manage to paint some more last night, and I think it was good. Still rough, but getting there.
And I tried writing some more on the next chapter of SMHC, but it is still being a very, very resistent bugger of a chapter. I think I'm going to just skip ahead and write the rest of the story until this chapter feels like cooperating. That'll show it! Of course, if I don't get this chapter finished, then I won't be able to update the progress I make with the rest of it. Damn.
The most annoying thing about this block is that I know what happens. The plot of the chapter is all laid out and ready to go, but my muse is dallying around watching Lost, taking super long showers and generally avoiding her duties. Hmph. Ah well. At least I do have lots of good ideas for later on that I can jot down. Updates will go that much faster when my muse decides to turn off the water and get dressed
And then there's my to do list for the Summer:
I guess lif'e going okay. I got the proposal in to Chiropractor, and mentioned that I'm exeedingly easy as far as design goes. He seemed really excited when I mentioned that if there's a picture he wants, I'd be happy to copy it. Hopefully I'll come away from this with both a commission and a profit. I chickened out, though, as far as quoting a price. I know how much I want to quote, but I really don't want to scare him off. I do have a minimum, but I really don't want to short-change myself. Eh, well. We'll see if he gets approval from "the boss" (his wife) in the first place.
I did manage to paint some more last night, and I think it was good. Still rough, but getting there.
And I tried writing some more on the next chapter of SMHC, but it is still being a very, very resistent bugger of a chapter. I think I'm going to just skip ahead and write the rest of the story until this chapter feels like cooperating. That'll show it! Of course, if I don't get this chapter finished, then I won't be able to update the progress I make with the rest of it. Damn.
The most annoying thing about this block is that I know what happens. The plot of the chapter is all laid out and ready to go, but my muse is dallying around watching Lost, taking super long showers and generally avoiding her duties. Hmph. Ah well. At least I do have lots of good ideas for later on that I can jot down. Updates will go that much faster when my muse decides to turn off the water and get dressed
And then there's my to do list for the Summer:
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May. 26th, 2006 06:17 pmThree doors, two days, two tins of paint, and one or two rather nasty sunburns later, I have managed to check off one thing from my chores list. One. Uno. Ein.
And while I was slaving away in the horrid heat (maybe not hot for all you Southerners, but here 86ยบ is freakin' hell!), DH was a sweetie and installed the AC units. That means that I might possibly get a good night's sleep tonight. FIrst time in, what, a week? Two? Three? Hopefully I haven't exhausted myself beyond the point of sleep.
Yes, I'm glad it's done, but God, I'm tired! All I want is to go into my (now air-conditioned) room and crash, but since I'm covered with paint, I think I need to shower first. Ugh. The doors do look nice, though. And I even managed to paint the trim of the last door jamb, so it looks all purdy and finished. And only one fingerful of (horridly scary petrochemical) primer went in Babe's mouth!
So that's that. I don't think I've had higher brain functions for the last four hours or so, and although I hope they'll be back online tomorrow morning, I won't hold my breath.
Maybe tomorrow, or, if I'm as tired as I think I might be, Wednesday, I'll be able to do some of my other tasks that are a little less taxing physically, and a bit more fun creatively. Like writing. Or painting. Painting sounds really good. I want to get Wisdom done before the apples rot, after all.
And while I was slaving away in the horrid heat (maybe not hot for all you Southerners, but here 86ยบ is freakin' hell!), DH was a sweetie and installed the AC units. That means that I might possibly get a good night's sleep tonight. FIrst time in, what, a week? Two? Three? Hopefully I haven't exhausted myself beyond the point of sleep.
Yes, I'm glad it's done, but God, I'm tired! All I want is to go into my (now air-conditioned) room and crash, but since I'm covered with paint, I think I need to shower first. Ugh. The doors do look nice, though. And I even managed to paint the trim of the last door jamb, so it looks all purdy and finished. And only one fingerful of (horridly scary petrochemical) primer went in Babe's mouth!
So that's that. I don't think I've had higher brain functions for the last four hours or so, and although I hope they'll be back online tomorrow morning, I won't hold my breath.
Maybe tomorrow, or, if I'm as tired as I think I might be, Wednesday, I'll be able to do some of my other tasks that are a little less taxing physically, and a bit more fun creatively. Like writing. Or painting. Painting sounds really good. I want to get Wisdom done before the apples rot, after all.