This is going to be a busy month.
I have so many little meetings. I'm doing a writing session with my bestie. I love these moments because I get some of my best work done when I'm being timed. I'm supposed to be working on a short story, but it took 2000 words to get where I'm at, and I just don't feel like this is going to be very short.
I have a phone meetup with my childhood friend. She lives in Arizona. It feels like everyone I know lives in Arizona, except for the commune out here. I would miss Sue a lot if I moved. She's fun. It's hard to make her laugh, though.
I just had a blood test, and all the results were pretty good! I had a feeling when I woke up that morning that they might want a blood test, and I just sort of ate anyway. That means I had to let them know that it wasn't a fasting test. I think the results were still pretty good. I'm in the green for 98% of the tests run.
I hate needles, but I'm getting better at it. I asked the nice phlebotomist if she was ready for Easter. I have no idea why I asked. I don't usually ask such personal questions; I just wanted someone to talk to me while there was a needle in my arm. She laughed and said no, and asked if I was ready. I didn't even mention that I only celebrate Ostara. I did admit that I would use any excuse to go shopping, though. That made her laugh. Just a note, but there is no better sound than someone laughing. It's just beautiful and pure.
I have babysitting duties for a few weeks.
Ann has cats now. She only had one neighborhood cat and now she's got five. I told her if she keeps feeding them, she's going to have more than that and the city might get called. Can you guess the name of the original cat that she loves so much? I died laughing, but she calls the cat: Kitty-Kitty. I asked why, and she said that's what the cat comes to. So cute.
The month barely started and I feel like I'm on a roller coaster. It's pretty busy.
Writing Updates:
This week I did NOT work on anything. I need to get a chapter edited on two projects so I can go ahead and post them. This shall be the hill I die on! Because this must get done. No excuses.
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