Day 3,228: YOU ARE UP

Day 3,228: YOU ARE UP

K. It’s absolutely miserable outside. Hundred degrees today…and it just RAINED. It’s muggy as fuck. Hate it. Not a fan. Wrists and whatnot were still a little sore today, so I didn’t push it. I wrote a little bit, I did my Netflix work, and then I went over to J’s and...
Day 3,227: The Furnace

Day 3,227: The Furnace

Well, I’ve officially made my forearms sore from writing so much. And weeding. Sigh. I cut my writing short just to make sure I didn’t make it worse. It’s fine right now, it’s tolerable, but I have no desire to make it actually bad. Just realizing it’s not quite...
Day 3,226: Striking Distance

Day 3,226: Striking Distance

Everything hurts…but it was a good day. I recovered very nicely with the writing today. I wrote like a madman. A crazy amount of pages (for me). My wrists literally hurt from all the typing, which I don’t like, but I’m pretty sure it’s exacerbated by the weed pulling...
Day 3,225: PA

Day 3,225: PA

Sigh. Not the writing day I need today. But…we’re letting it go. I had too much other stuff to do. And I’m glad I did it. We’re doing an outdoor movie night for my birthday, and last time we used literally my crappy computer speakers, and it was fine. It worked. Not...
Day 3,224: Weedz

Day 3,224: Weedz

The weeds in the front of the house are done. Well…almost. I ran out of daylight and my headlamp just wasn’t cutting it. But, what’s left is almost literally just cleanup. I’ve already pulled everything that needs to be pulled, the rest is scraping it all up with a...
Day 3,223: Knock Harder

Day 3,223: Knock Harder

Exhausting day, but damn kids . . . I did some shit. It was all about weeding the front yard today. Didn’t finish it. Kinda knew that I wouldn’t, but the kind of progress was made that will keep me going towards the finish line. “Finish line” being that we’re having...