Working Wednesday, March 29, 2023 March 29, 2023March 28, 2023 ~ Jenny I have a dumpster and a WIP; my life is full. (Unlike my dumpster. Yet.). What have you been working on?
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I’ve been excavating my front room, where all the random boxes from my move ended up. I now know that it was the right move not to study archaeology.
My sewing room is mostly set up – but I have no idea where my very large tin of thread is; I suspect it will be in the last box I open in the front room.
Are you sure you want to move?!!!
Your comment about archeology gave me much-needed laugh!
I’m sure I want to live someplace else.
Moving, not so much.
This! This is how I felt about leaving the garage for the basement. I love the Owner’s Suite, I really do. As a Navy brat and later as a military person myself, I was accustomed to moving every few years. When I moved to Waverly VA in 1997, I was willing to bet that was my last move. Then the dotter dragged me along to her first house (because they couldn’t afford it without me), and now my own house which I cede to that same dotter. I am done. The next move will be to assisted living or the like, and I will likely be too demented to care.
https://www.youtube.com/live/HaMIjZHq2Ls?feature=share Live now!
It’s the busiest time at work with deadlines looming on all projects at once (if it isn’t, it certainly feels like it). Meanwhile I’m frantically planning our trip to London which starts in only a few days.
I want to run in circles, crazily. Which in my mind I already do. Argh.
I’m so overdue some time somewhere else…
Don’t over plan London, just bring an Anorak and good walking shoes, since you can throw a stone and hit a decent place to have fun, the museums are free, Hyde park is huge and the official tkts booth in Leicester Square sells last minute tickets to all the big theatre shows the morning of the show. Just find a better place to eat then Aberdeen Steak House (nothing wrong with it, just chainy) It’s London there is lots better
Good to know, Kay!
We have a bucket list of what we’d like to see, dd and I. For me it’s the V&A and Hampton Court, for Vik it’s a much longer list.
DH wants to get us London passes as we only have one credit card but two mobile phones. I’m dubious, but with the Tower (Vik) and Hampton Court (me) the London Pass might be worth it.
I’n not much of a theatre type, but I’d like to have a tour through the Globe and watch a play (The Tempest right now, so we won’t understand much anyway… though I at least know what the stuff is about). The tickets for the pit we could get online in advance. But the rec with Leicester Square is a good one – dd loves music and we might find something.
Restaurants: I remember London being very pricey when it comes to eating. Across from our lodging is a Sandwich place… We wouldn’t go to the Aberdeen Steak House since dd is a vegetarian and I’ll join her any time.
Both of us have decided to cheat being vegetarian to experience Fish and Chips though. Any rec?
Thanks sooo much in advance.
When we were in London our room had a fridge and sink and microwave and we did a fair bit of picking up food at the nearby Tesco for breakfast lunch and snacks.
I don’t know where you are staying but we liked Borough Market (stands as well as more pricey restaurants) and a food court called, I think, Mercato Metropolitano which has lots of foods from many cuisines (very affordable and you can eat there or take out.)
Also consider the Mithraeum, an archaeological site in the City of London.
Dear Kay, we also have booked a flat, so we plan on doing it very similarly. But thanks for the recs about Mercato Metroploitano. Borough Market I’d already bookmarked.
And I would have totally forgot about the Mithraeum!! Online tickets now booked: thanx!!!
V& A and Hampton Court are totally worth it, in my opinion, I could happily spend the day in either. Hampton Court is my favourite palace, it is outside of London so it takes a little time to get there on public transport.
London Passes are worth it if you are going to lots of attractions & use the discounts. So maybe do the maths first. You may only travel a few zones. You can get oyster cards at London Underground ticket machines, they are £7 each, you can put money for travel on them (pay as you go) or buy travel cards. Since you only have 2 phones and a daughter, if you don’t get a pass, it could be handy for her to have one, so she can get through the barriers on her own.
My friend enjoyed the Globe authentic experience, just weatherproof, I think she had to use a plastic bag mac when it started to rain. Sadly they don’t sell you things to throw at the actors anymore when you’re bored.
London is very pricey when eating out, but it also has great variety & awesome food. However budget wise, like Debbie said stock up on food & snacks at the little supermarkets, the sandwich meal deals at Tescos or Sainsburys are basic, but good for lunch on the go (commuter here) and much cheaper then Pret or the coffeeshops. Sorry I can’t recommend any fish and chip shops, done right they are lovely, but I have only eaten them locally in recent years.
If you go to Leicester Square/ Charing Cross the two biggest book shops are Foyles and the Waterstones Flagship Bookshop. Forbidden Planet is also in the area, if you like Sci fi/Fantasy Books and Merch.
This is the ticket booth website, they put up the daily discounted tickets available for some shows the morning of, but it is all about availability.
I want to suggest taking a tourist bus (double decker) the first day that way it gives you an idea of places to visit.
The buses are so much better than the underground. In the underground you could be absolutely anywhere in the world, and you get no sense at all of the way the city is shaped. But the buses are great.
I was there a few years ago, in the before time, and loved it. I walked or took the Tube everywhere. Get an oyster card for transportation. My only real advice though is to get comfortable with being lost and consider it part of the London experience. Streets every which way, no rhyme or reason. I loved it actually, because I’m such an anglophile, and I kept stumbling across places and streets I’d read of. But if you do get lost, find a coffee shop with wifi, order something to be polite, and use the map app on your phone. Once away from the wifi you can still follow the map.
Getting lost in London. One of the pleasant memories of my only trip to London (in 1973) was meeting a young man from India in the deserted streets of Clerkenwell on a Sunday when we appeared to be the only living humans for miles. I don’t remember where he was going, but I was on my way somewhere on the other side from where I was staying, and when he saw me, he called out and asked me if I knew where some street or other was, and I said “No, but I have a map,” pulling it out of my purse. We spread it out and he found where he wanted to go and thanked me and headed off that way, and I continued to wherever I was going. In another mile or two, I began to see other people.
This happened to me a lot in less solitary circumstances. Apparently I don’t merely reflect my English-Scottish-Irish ancestors. I somehow look like a Londoner. People from elsewhere in England would come up and ask me for directions, and I would pull the map out of my purse and we would find where they wanted to go, foreshadowing my brief stint as a reference librarian.
Last week of Term, which means lots of oral examinations to get through…
Since the students I am teaching this year are just a step above beginners, I am mainly asking them questions about themselves and I am discovering lots of unexpected things about some of them. That keeps it from being a complete slog.
So far, one olympics hopeful and that boy who I was sure would be studying something like Business studies or Economics is actually studying Classics. It’ll teach me not to stereotype.
I’m trying to summarize almost 30 years of my work before my last day on Friday.
Wow! That’s a challenge. Do you have notes? How do you do that?
I have over the years written oodles of procedural documents. But it’s the tiny things that In do that didn’t make it into the documents that frustrate me. 🤣
I had to do that when I left my job a year ago after running the shop for nearly 23 years. I created a “manager’s manual” for the person replacing me, which mostly just made me understand why I was so tired…
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This was the day I was going to find out what it’s like to see out of my “new eye”. I was really looking forward to it. I’m sad, and had a good cry. I am going to start by talking to the surgeon today to see if she works with any other surgery suites which might be more accommodating to my needs. If not, then there will be a lot more research to find a new surgeon and a new place for the surgery. It’s sad that one thing cripples an entire operation. My BP was back to normal by afternoon.
With any new thing there is a lot of anxiety involved for the patient, meanwhile the surgeon does this on a routine basis. To me there should be some kind of prep involved for a first-time patient to ease them into the procedure. My first cataract surgery I started the day with the beginning of a migraine, so I took a pill before leaving the house, because I knew it would only get worse if I didn’t. Of course, I told the surgeon what I had done, and it was like “stop the presses”. She had to contact my primary to see if it was ok to continue. The next one I was more relaxed. You will be alright once you eventually have it done it is just the initial fear playing with your mind.
Thanks for your reassurance, Mary. If it was just the new thing making me nervous, I would have calmed down, but they kept putting the automatic BP monitor on my body, ramping up my trauma from the past with one of those things.
Seriously, consider a one-time anxiolytic. Sounds like what you have amounts to a phobia. Lots of people need this for dentistry.
So, how does that work? I wonder if they would accept that, when they will be giving me something for the surgery.
I would consult your MD, and/ or the ophthalmologist office to see if they are ok with you doing a small med dose. They would want to check interactions with any other med you are taking and whether your normal blood pressure is very low, etc.
A small dose of this med, 10 to 20 mg, a beta blocker, controls the panicky symptoms of situational- racing heart, sweating , blood pressure rise etc., often given to musicians to prevent tremor while playing instruments in performances. It just blocks the adrenaline receptors enough that the ‘fight or flight’ response gets muted.
Disclaimer-I am not a medical professional! Just way too many years in school.
Thanks for the link. Lisa. I only take allergy pills, so there probably would be no interaction problems. That sounds like a very helpful solution. I wrote it on my list of things to speak to my doctor about.
Jan, when I had my first colonoscopy, I had to take half a Xanax first. I cleared it with the doc and then made sure the anesthesiologist knew. not an issue at all.
I spent this past week doing family things. I looted my old photo albums (and loose photos) for pictures of Dad, especially with his grandkids. DH and I flew to Texas to spend time with family. We had our gathering on Saturday and Sunday we flew home. I could have used another couple of days to decompress afterwards, but work. I finally got the photo albums put back together and away last night.
The slide show for our celebration was wonderful. We had a half hour of photos before they circled back around to the start, and we had lots of people looking and commenting on them. My cousins were particularly interested in the ancient photos of their mother’s youth, so we’re working on getting those where they can access them.
I need to spend some time on my house, because it is pretty much trashed from lots of activity and no time. Maybe this weekend.
I’m juggling writing one nonfiction book (a Witchcraft one for Llewellyn) and one fiction book (a magical realism on spec that my agent is hoping to sell if I can ever get it written).
Still cleaning and clearing my house, bit by bit, and decorating the new 4-season porch, ditto. It’s very slow going, but I’m starting to see hints of progress.
Waiting for my new phone to arrive via FedEx. You have to be home to sign for it, so of course they came yesterday during the one hour when I was out. Have to go into town this afternoon for a doctor’s appointment (where I plan to whine about everything, just because) and to run errands, and I’ve got my fingers crossed that they’ll come before I have to leave the house.
Deb – a magic realism novel from you is something I’m really looking forward to!
Deborah, I swear parcel delivery waits at the end of my street to see me leave before they try to deliver a parcel. It is ALWAYS in those ten or 15 minutes when I’m out.
It is!!! I missed them again. Today I am just staying home. (On the bright side, I left a note yesterday telling them I’d be here all day today, and got a nice “See you tomorrow!” note from the delivery driver.)
This week I’m just trying to keep it together. My poor little dog of 19 years is not doing so great. As much as I pray that he will be okay, I have to understand that he has been with us for a long time, so I can only pray that he is not in pain and that he knows how much we all love him. He has been with us through thick and thin.
When my kids were little we were on our way to Toys R Us as a special treat because they had done so well in school and we had gift cards. On the way into the store there was a couple with a box full of puppies for 50 dollars. We stopped to take a look and there he was and we had to have him. I was a single mom back then and had no money in my purse, but I called my dad who showed up to the parking lot and brought us the money. I paid him back, of course. My dad always loved Angel. That’s his name. Angel.
So today I am going to take off work and take Angel to the vet and hope that he’s going to be okay, but I especially hope that they give him something to make him feel better. I have to look for his little stuff toy that he used to play with and patch it up. I never got around to doing that, but for some reason I feel I need to make that my main goal today. If only I can remember where I put it.
I feel like Rose obsessing about gluing the doll’s head to the bottle! I need to find that stuffed toy at all costs! 🙂
It’s a hard thing, but you’ll know when it is time. Best wishes to you and Angel.
I hope he’s okay, but it’s hard no matter what at that age.
Nineteen is a good old age, but I have known dogs to live into their twenties. Go, Angel!
Good luck to Angel, but I suspect he’s already had a lifetime of good luck with you. Fingers crossed for him.
I’m sure he does know just how much he’s been loved.
Sending healing and comfort vibes to Angel and stuffie toy finding vibes as well. I have patched many favourite toys, too, and totally understand:)
I’m on the first book of a three book series featuring three sisters who have decided that the type of men they really need in their love lives are those in the trades like plumbers, electricians, and carpenters. I’m having a lot of fun with it and, in doing a lot of research, people in the trades make beaucoup bucks!
I got the idea after having spent a lot of money on plumbers and electricians.
I seem to be seeing references to “three sisters” everywhere. Probably because the series I’m working on also involves three sisters (and three men, but it’s a mystery series, not romance, and the closest the men come to being in the trades is that one is a barrel maker for whiskey aging).
Well, I have two sister and a romance novel we shall never make: way too much sisterly bickering.
In the old days mothers wanted you to bring home a Doctor or a Banker. Now a days if I brought home decent plumber, my mother would be overjoyed at such a catch, our really good plumber retired
I think there was a conversation here a while back that included
“ladies love the tradies”
Looking forward to these books, too.
I’m packing for our trip home after almost 4 months in Arizona. Still recovering from Covid 3 1/2 weeks ago so it’s slow going. Also, it’s 80 today in Arizona and still snowing at home so there’s that. I will be glad to get back to our house though and get started planning a garden.
Still doing nothing interesting. I have an audition for the show I did before (and hopefully get in again!) tomorrow, that’s the main thing. Still working on singing. Sadly, my tap teacher got a job in SF, so tap class ends today. And just a lot of knitting sleeves, which is dull. And working on Not Caring About Someone, which I won’t go on about again. Suffice it to say I heard from him and I think he possibly suspects something’s up with me at this point, but so far I stay mum.
God, I’m boring without a show. God, I hope I get it….
You may bored without a show, but you aren’t boring.
I’m sure that the work on Not Caring makes it seem like time is passing very slowly,but I hope that getting into the show and the beginning of April will help that. Maybe the weather will warm up enough that you can go outside and practice your tap dancing in the sunshine.
And congratulations on not caving and explaining why you aren’t catering to The Crush anymore. If he’s ever going to grow past his oblivious behavior, he needs to start asking questions for himself. In the meantime, I am proud of you and am sending you good vibes for nice weather and fun in a new production.
What Aunt Snack said.
Working at the cottage this week and it’s enormously distracting looking out our window and seeing the wildlife has come back to the river now that it’s unfrozen – Canadian geese, common Mergansers, hooded Mergansers (they’re ridiculously cute!), herons, kingfishers and of course the bustling beavers. I love my life. Now, back to that PowerPoint…
It sounds gorgeous, Tammy. What a lovely place to work. Beavers, no less!
The biggest part of the drama with the dogs seems to be under control. We got medication to take care of the bugs on Monday and put it on just before bed. The bad part is that the only medication the vet had is very, very dangerous to cats so Toodles is locked in the laundry room for her own protection (with her food, water, bed, and, on the other side of the room, litter box) and she is NOT HAPPY. She has to be away from them for at least 72 hours but I’m going to leave her in for Friday as well since I’m going to the orchid show that day and Paul will be sleeping since he goes on nights tomorrow.
I’m still working my way through the dog laundry, but it’s almost done. Then I can run a washer cleaning cycle and do people laundry. Yay.
I finished the first book in The Bourbon B&B Mysteries (for release in the fall), also known as the Three Sisters B&B mysteries, and sent it to the publisher on Monday, which felt good, but then was followed with the backlash from letting go of my “baby” (sort of like post-partum depression, but nowhere near as serious, and it’s apparently part of my process to mope around for a day or two after the book’s done, because I do it Every. Single. Time. and am still surprised when it happens), and spent yesterday doing nothing, so today is about moving on to the second draft of the second book in the series. (I never write from start to finish with my books, and instead play leapfrog with them — write draft 1 of the first book, then draft 1 of the second book, then plot the third book, then draft 2 of the first book, etc., so I’ve usually got manuscripts lying around in a variety of stages.)
It’s fun to hear your process.
More fun than living it, I suspect!
Are you Gin J? 😃I am about to start a garlic farm book on my kindle app. Bourbon B&B is an excellent series name
Yep, the garlic farm mysteries are mine! Well, and yours now too. Also the Helen Binney Mysteries, some of the Danger Cove books, and all of the Crazy Cat Lady post-apocalyptic mysteries.
Glad you like the Bourbon B&B series name — my publisher and I have gone back and forth and back and forth on that so much, trying to figure out the right marketing angle.
Gin, I also get the post-book blues. Glad I’m not the only one. As far as your new series, you had me at Bourbon, so there’s that! Very cool that you have a character who is a cooper. When we watched them making barrels at one of the KY distilleries, I was fascinated and wanted to use it somehow in a book. The master cooper very kindly answered many questions. Sadly, I have yet to make use of the info. I look forward to seeing how you write about it :-).
Glad I’m not alone in the post book blues, but sorry anyone else has to experience it!
I get them too. I think it’s pretty standard. It reminds of long ago post exam blues when I was at uni. You dream of the day you’ll finish the book/exam and how wonderful it’ll feel, and really when you get there it’s kind of empty because you’ve been so focused on that one thing and now it’s gone. I’m usually like it for a couple of days, then I start to feel good about handing it in.
We need to form a club of post-submission-blues writers. Except we’re probably all introverts, so no actual meetings.
Today I’m breaking in a new pair of shoes. My favorite style slip-ons. There is nothing that great about them, but they were forty percent off and free shipping. I have this ongoing thread in my head that I’m taking them on for 100 steps as opposed to 10,000 steps. Which I will never accomplish. It’s a start.
Purchasing garden equipment, cutting the back lawn, drilling holes in bottom of egg cartons, waiting for more “I didn’t plant you, what are you” to bloom, and making chicken soup.
I’m on hold, with my sister visiting for the week. She’s great about visiting my parents and me a couple of times a year, since she lives in the middle of the country. I just find it hard to concentrate when she’s around, she’s always asking questions about where this is or when that is.
This is rehearsal and concert week, so I’m busy.
I’m writing in between laundry and other household chores.
I finished the backstory for the ghost who is in all 3 of the novels in my trilogy.
Tuesday critique liked it so I’m thinking of rewriting it as a story to submit for publication since it won’t be going in the novels word for word.
I got a couple of irritating phone calls done.
I plan to submit my contemporary gothic romance novel Hungry Ghosts to another couple of publishers. Need to get to work on that.
Other than that same old same old.
I’ve been visiting schools (Yr 3/4) all week because I’ve got a new book coming out on Monday. Yesterday I hit a school where the teacher had done absolutely brilliant prep with the kids beforehand – taken them through my website, talked about my books etc. It makes a world of difference to their engagement.
But one of the best things at pretty much every school is, there’s always at least one kid, sometimes more, who comes up to me at the end and says, ‘I’m writing a book.’ Some of them are shy about it, some are bold, but they are all passionate about their stories.
And inspiring. They didn’t say, ” I want to write a book”, they said, “I am writing a book.”
Exactly, Aunt Snack. They’re always well into it, sometimes their second book or their third.
It is totally cute.
It’s been two months since I totaled the Fiesta and broke half my ribs. I just had a follow-up with the doctor from hospital and have been pronounced “Good to Go” for the ribs, which are not 100% but are good enough for government work*.
= = = = = = = = =
What defines Good Enough For Government Work?
Measure everything three times with a micrometer caliper.
Mark it with a piece of chalk.
Cut it with an ax.
Bash it to fit and file smooth.
Paint it Olive Drab for the Army, or Haze Grey for the Navy, or Robin’s Egg Blue for the Air Farce. If it is for Civilian Government use, find the beigest shade imaginable.
That’s Good Enough For Government Work.
So basically since you don’t puncture a lung with a healing rib while breathing you’re all good got it. Keep an eye on it, if you get worse go back. Still glad you’re sort of better
I think that’s the exact attitude of the medical establishment. These were not my first broken ribs, but the other two were back in 1973…
That means your energy should start to come back, slowly. Enjoy every incremental improvement! We are still rooting for you to get better, even if the doctor thinks this is good enough,
From what I’ve read about bones (the poor mineralization of which is an aspect of my rare disorder), they sort of heal in about four weeks, but it takes a full year to complete the healing. Something to do with the molecules in our bones being replaced annually (although don’t quote me on that, not sure if it’s 100% or just the minerals or some other subsection, but endocrinologists talk about “bone turnover,” and it takes longer than the period quoted by orthopedists). I found that was true with respect to my sternum healing — it felt fine after a month or two, but it kept feeling stronger and stronger for the better part of a full year.
Just saying, don’t take the “healing” as a totally done deal quite yet.
Not a doctor, just well-read on bone healing.
I will take that for gospel. Thank you. 🙂
Good for the ribs.
On Good Enough for Government Work, if it’s a Civilian Government Hospital, should it be an ugly shade of pale green?
Medical green? I’m sure you’re right, or at least good enough. 😉
It is the end of the school year’s term 1. I am definitely being Towered on some level. Some blocks falling by my own choice but some, not. I am aiming to reduce and minimise the documents and books, so that I can make space for the things that I do want.
Towered is hard but it’s usually better on the other side.
This week has been paper work: organizing the taxes to drop off at the accountant a week late, and completing minutes and agenda for a mission committee which meets on Saturday. Of course I got them done early and my husband (who is co-convener for this group) STILL hasn’t sent them out. I can’t because I don’t have anyone’s email address (long story). I still have to verify this years expected expenses vs income for our financial advisor, but I might wait until next week.
I want to start working on a Bible Study/Meditation I have an idea for while it’s still fresh in my brain. The idea of doing these arose out of leading a study last year when we went to Tanzania. It took me way too long to settle on what to talk about, so my goal is to have some written ahead. I’m not going to Africa this year, but my husband will be spending most of May there.
In the mean time, it looks quite lovely, if cool, out. I think I’ll go take a walk.
I am finally baking my sister’s birthday cake. I haven’t baked anything in so long that I have no memory of what ingredients I have and what I need to restock. I also took some short cuts when I copied out this recipe because at the time I baked it regularly. But I haven’t made this cake in well over a decade and I now wish that I had included more detail.
Earlier in the day I had a little chat with my physical therapist about the need to alternate strength exercises and stretching, even in the early days of therapy. He said that he didn’t want to discourage me by giving me too much in the beginning. I reminded him that if I was too stiff to move, I was unlikely to do any exercises at home, particularly since I do not have the nifty machine they have at the gym that provides wet heat on the gel pads. He printed off some stretching exercises for me to do at home and we will try again next week.
This has been a busy week for me. I have ou hotel reservations for Amsterdam and have started working on Brussels. Then my next area to explore will be southwestern France. Any recommendations will be appreciated.
I think the Dordogne is charming,but I may be prejudiced because my B & SIL live there. And the Musee Lautrec in Albi is fascinating. Not only is it an amazing collection, but it is housed in a restored castle from the 1600s with delightful gardens.
Thank you for the recommendation. I have been to Conques to see the Romanesque cathedral but I have not gone further west.
Looking through my LiveJournal archives for “coffee cup”, because as everyone knows, those porcelain coffee cups that come with saucers are actually five ounce containers, I came across something I wrote years ago, inspired by a debate about the cup-half-full/half empty conundrum. (No, a conundrum is NOT a forty-eight ounce coffee cup from 7-eleven! Yes, that WAS a run-on sentence above.) ANYway…
Filling The Glass – an “Infomercial”
Friends, do you worry about whether your cup is half full or half empty? Well, don’t. I mean it, don’t. Follow my patented Three Step Process and you’ll never have to worry about the state of your container again!
You see, many of you out there are concerned that your mug is running dry, that there won’t be enough for you when the time comes. Others are concerned that the tumbler holds too much and you won’t be able to lift it. But follow my Three Step Process and you’ll come to realize it’s not about the glass! It’s about the process!
That’s right, friends, it isn’t whether you’re a winner or a loser, it’s whether you’re game to try my patented Three Step Process. If you are, your stein will always be filling, and you’ll never have to worry again. Before we talk about the absurdly low price of my Three Step Process, let’s talk to Gloria and hear her unsolicited testimonial.
Thank you, Gary. Before I used Gary’s Three Step Process, I was the kind of person who not only thought the cup was half empty, but the cup was too small to begin with! Now, I don’t worry about the size of the glass. My cup overfloweth, and it’s the size of a jug! Back to you, Gary.
Thank you, Gloria! Ladies, you too can be like Gloria. If you want big jugs and cups that are full to bursting, just try my patented Three Step Process. And I’ll let you know just how inexpensive it is after we talk to Bruce. Bruce?
Hi, Gary. I was always one of those guys concerned about the size of my glass. Now, after using your amazing Three Step Process. Now, well, you know those movies where the peasant has two huge water skins made from animal hide, balanced on a curvy wooden thing on his shoulders to make it easy to walk? Well, that’s me. Thank you so much, Gary, for your Three Step Process – it’s made all the difference in my life.
You’re welcome, Bruce. Guys, if you want to be well hung with big hairy sacks, just follow my Three Step Process and the yoke will be on you.
So, how much would you expect to pay for my Three Step Process?
Well, I have incredible news for you!
Step 1 – if you thought there really was a three step process and you wanted to buy into it, stop being so gullible.
Step 2 – if you’re laughing now, don’t stop. Laughter really is good medicine.
Step 3 – Share this entry with someone else. Maybe they’ll laugh, and laughter shared is multiplied.
I’m about to go on a fortnight’s holiday, so of course I’m doing 2 weeks’ work this week to prepare for it. Sigh. Most of it’s been work-work. But I finished a painting and I’m really happy with it. It’s https://www.instagram.com/p/CqaDmBUPeQp/.
Yesterday (Wednesday) I took the day off Day Job to 1) get a mammogram 2) get some Botox 3) get groceries, after which I read a lot and assembled a pot of vegetable soup as an antidote for all the sugary crap I bought. Never go to the grocery store when hungry. I tell myself that every time. 🙂
In writer work, I’ve signed another contract with JMS. That makes 2 novels, 1 novella, and a novelette (4 for 4).
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