Being an author is like being in charge of your own personal insane asylum.

- Graycie Harmon

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Checking in After a Long Weekend

Good morning everyone!

It is still morning, correct? *checks computer clock.

Yup, still morning. Though this computer is so slow it wouldn't surprise me if it was afternoon by the time it decided to load this page.

So, the Labour Day long weekend went by much too quickly. In it, I achieved very little. I managed, in one marathon sitting, to finish watching season 2 of Rush (an Australian cop drama that happily replaces Blue Heelers). It's a great show, and I highly recommend it to anyone who likes cop dramas.

Also, I might be slightly in love with the character Lawson Blake. Just sayin'.

I also managed to clean house a little bit this weekend. That was nice. The house feels 1 000 times better now. However, while cleaning, I neglected the cat (Persephone) who desperately wanted cuddles and was, therefore, in disfavour when I did finish cleaning. So much in disfavour was I, that she spent the whole night in the living room where usually she cuddles up to me while I sleep. Le sigh.

Some exciting news - I've signed up for violin lessons! Finally! I think I've told the story of always wanting to learn only, the very year I was old enough to learn, the only string violin teacher in the town upped and moved away. I was very disappointed.

Well, fairly recently, I'd been given a violin and I swore I'd learn. Only, every time I went to pay for lessons some sort of financial crisis occurred. It was vexing. Well, this last pay, I took the plunge (I hope there will not be any financial emergencies coming up, or I'm screwed) and lessons begin this Friday. Eep! I'm very excited. I just adore music.

Writing wise, I'm so far behind target I don't even want to think about it. I have to write 8 000 words today to catch up. Obviously it's not going to happen. Worse still, I neglected to factor the long weekend into my estimated word count, so to keep from falling further behind, I'll have to write Friday. Looks like I'll be writing for a few Friday's actually - just to catch up.

I'll already well behind schedule for the day, as well, so I'll leave you alone now. I hope you all had a marvellous long weekend!

Flutter the Dovecots

To cause mild excitement in society. Shakespeare, Coriolanus.
- Albert Hyamson's Dictionary of English Phrases, 1922


Rainy Kaye said...

Cats are fickle :) And good luck on the word count!

S.M. Carrière said...

Cats are fickle! And thanks! I need all the luck I have. Must get to writing now (only just finished catching up on all the other stuff I have to do!).

Debbie Maxwell Allen said...

My cat gets disturbed when I don't stay in my chair to write. My lap is her favorite napping spot, though she has to share it with the laptop.

My son has always wanted violin lessons. Like you, something always seems to get in the way. Time to make it happen!


S.M. Carrière said...

Awww... I adore it when cats cuddle up like that. It does get problematic sometimes, though. Like when you really need to shift your weight to remain comfortable, but you can't bear the thought of disturbing the cat's nap.

I think the gift of music should be encouraged whenever possible. There is nothing like making music. I've missed it so very much. Your son is very lucky to be getting lessons at last.

Perhaps one day we'll jam together!