Day 3,104: Today

Day 3,104: Today

Today, the birthday celebration for Liz kicked off. Her sister and dad came into town. J first. Liz went and picked her up while I fed and walked the dogs. Then we had some food together, or at least Liz and I did. And then we went to Costco and stocked up on...
Day 3,103: Lost Boyz

Day 3,103: Lost Boyz

I never wrote this blog yesterday! Oops. Let’s see if I can time-travel… A great day, it was as I recall. I was able to get my Netflix work done early enough in the day to run a couple errands—chief of which was dropping off a buuuunch of stuff at the Salvation...
Day 3,102: Groove

Day 3,102: Groove

Still searching for the groove…but getting there. I wrote today. Outlined a scene. Which is far, far less than I *can* get done in a writing day…but still. It was a start. What I really need to do is a rough sketch out of the next set of events, and then fill those in...
Day 3,101: Even Bettah

Day 3,101: Even Bettah

Whew. Today was a LONG one at work…but goddammit, I did my shit, I got it done—or at least all queued up so it will be done by first light tomorrow—AND I woke my ass up on time to do my workout and write. And write I did. Or, at least read to get myself caught back...
Day 3,100: Better

Day 3,100: Better

Going to bed almost on time. About thirty minutes late, which is BETTER than an hour/hour-and-a-half late. I meditated this morning. Wrote a liiiitttlle bit, but only because I had to leave to take the pups out to the groomers in NoHo. Tomorrow…no excuses. I’m diving...
Day 3,099: Ninety Nine

Day 3,099: Ninety Nine

I love a good ninety-nine. On the brink of a new triple digits. It’s fun to say. Big day today. We wrapped up the last of our business, officially, at the apartment building. We are no longer apartment mangers. Ten years. I suppose I’m living in my own “nine” at the...