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dragonlady7) wrote2019-03-01 08:14 pm
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all jacked up
I sat in the Pöang chair most of today and it was great for my jacked-up lower back, but it's not ideally shaped for my hair sticking out the back of my head so I kept craning my neck downward and not noticing, and so now my upper back/neck/shoulders are all jacked-up. so that was not a resounding success.
I buckled down and really focused on the mammoths novel today and really agonized over it and stared at it and ... uh just kept... writing the shitty scene i was stuck on and i've managed to add, uh... 1187 words today.
I missed a whole day of work in part to work on this and I got 1187 words. And they're not great.
Sigh.
It was good I was home, at least; the water heater repair folks came this morning, and installed a new drain, properly, so the condensation can go where it's actually supposed to, and then this afternoon the tech came by to investigate why we have to reset the damn thing almost daily, and he didn't figure it out but he did order a part, so hopefully Monday he'll be able to fix it. i don't know who'll be home to let him in then but we'll figure it out between the two of us somehow probably.
I also got slept on by the cat quite a bit, including a lovely/funny interlude where she fell asleep on my arm, and did this thing she likes to do where she put her head upside-down into the palm of my hand, and then commenced REM sleep, with much twitching and some stifled meows and growls, which were a bit unnerving.
Whenever workmen were in the house she vanished, though. she Does Not Like strangers. Our cat has become a fraidy cat in her age. That's fine, really, but she was so fearless when we first adopted her.
This sounds small and pathetic and dumb but sitting in a different chair in the living room gave me a different perspective on all the things in the room and was kind of good for my brain. I should do that more often.
I buckled down and really focused on the mammoths novel today and really agonized over it and stared at it and ... uh just kept... writing the shitty scene i was stuck on and i've managed to add, uh... 1187 words today.
I missed a whole day of work in part to work on this and I got 1187 words. And they're not great.
Sigh.
It was good I was home, at least; the water heater repair folks came this morning, and installed a new drain, properly, so the condensation can go where it's actually supposed to, and then this afternoon the tech came by to investigate why we have to reset the damn thing almost daily, and he didn't figure it out but he did order a part, so hopefully Monday he'll be able to fix it. i don't know who'll be home to let him in then but we'll figure it out between the two of us somehow probably.
I also got slept on by the cat quite a bit, including a lovely/funny interlude where she fell asleep on my arm, and did this thing she likes to do where she put her head upside-down into the palm of my hand, and then commenced REM sleep, with much twitching and some stifled meows and growls, which were a bit unnerving.
Whenever workmen were in the house she vanished, though. she Does Not Like strangers. Our cat has become a fraidy cat in her age. That's fine, really, but she was so fearless when we first adopted her.
This sounds small and pathetic and dumb but sitting in a different chair in the living room gave me a different perspective on all the things in the room and was kind of good for my brain. I should do that more often.
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