It continued to be a crazy week, but that is starting to feel normal. DH and I spent yesterday planting flowers in the brick planter by the front door, and in a couple of concrete urns in the back yard, as well as putting up some hanging baskets. It helped greatly to make it feel more like home.
Settling into the house is taking a fair amount of time and energy, but it feels good. I have been keeping up with some of the writing I planned to do, but not all. I plan to work more on it this week, and have some inter-library loan books awaiting me tomorrow. I realize several of you have more than five projects going at one time, but I encourage you to check out Pacemaker (https://pacemaker.press/). I really like it.
I spent five hours on the train to and from New York City on Friday, and despite best intentions to be productive, I slept most of the trip. I can only accept that I must have needed the sleep.
So far, I have rather spotty progress on my goals, but I’m settling into the rhythm, and am not terribly worried yet. I am behind on my fiction, which should be at 960 words, and is at 0. I have thought about it every day, teasing apart some of the conflict to see if it is strong enough. I wish the book could be delivered like the one in the illumination above, but I haven’t figured out how to tap into that delivery service.
I am ahead on my blog posts, since I am at 2,198 words, and am supposed to be at 1,250. I am behind on my article, which is supposed to be at 385, and is at 0, but I can catch up tonight and tomorrow. I have read through what I have written, and targeted some holes in the argument.
I have some doctors’ appointments to make pursuant to the doctor’s visit I had Friday, and must call tomorrow.