Day 3,463: Savage

Day 3,463: Savage

In a bit of a rut, y’all. It’s weird because I am moving forward, I am getting work done, but man. I peter out quickly. I have very little energy past a certain point. Sigh. It’s frustrating. But, I know it will pass. Today, I’m pretty convinced it’s because I’m still...
Day 3,462: Solids

Day 3,462: Solids

A solid monday. Work was really light again today, so I used the extra time to fill in the finances and get next week’s podcast edited. Two writing sessions, both decent. Exciting storylines. Probably too many of them, but I can trim where necessary. Or just keep them...
Day 3,461: Better…

Day 3,461: Better…

Actually got my ass up early this morning and wrote for two hours before we headed over to the Kings to figure out what the week was going to look like transportation-wise. I’ll pitch in by taking Mira to her rehearsal on Tuesday, and Liz will handle picking up the...
Day 3,460: Patrol

Day 3,460: Patrol

Cooper patrols so much more at this house than he ever did in our old apartment. Sigh. He’s so triggered by the sight of other animals. We literally had to put these frosted-glass plastic clings to the bottom half of our windows so that he wouldn’t freak out about the...
Day 3,459: King Cobra

Day 3,459: King Cobra

Real talk: do you think you could beat a king cobra in a fight? Apparently, 23% of men think they can. I mean…it’s less ridiculous than the 7% of men who think they can beat a grizzly bear—SEVEN PERCENT. *GRIZZLY* *BEAR*—but it’s still rather high. I’m sure there are...