The audit continues…lo and behold, I didn’t have to look far this time to find ANOTHER day that was just plain missing. This one I don’t really have an explanation for. I do have gratitude, however, since it was so easy to find.
Let’s see, September 4th was a Monday. Labor Day, in fact. Liz was freshly home. I have a video on my iPhone of Joy being scared of her Joey wig in the bathtub. To be fair, I was fucking terrified of that wig, too; it sat on it’s stand just high enough to be peeking over the lip of the tub so it looked like it was a creature or something, rising out.
We had lunch outside together; fancy sandwiches with cucumbers and gerkins. I’m pretty sure I tried to write that day and mostly failed. I think I took it pretty easy. It was only three weeks ago, lol. Man. Wild that I just didn’t write an entry for it. I must have been tired. And grumpy about the writing. This was the week where it fell apart a little bit, even though I was so close to finishing the book.
Today is the 25th. Better late than never, I suppose.