rolanni | Don't you want your daddy to feel all right?

What went before: I forgot to mention earlier that On This Date in 2018, the Cat Farm and Confusion Factory moved from its long-term country location to the city.

So, that's 1,056 new words, including having to stop for the fun game of Name The Scouts. WIP now more-or-less 31,620 total words.

I have confirmed that Steve named Captain yos'Thadi's ship at least partially for his high school English teacher -- thanks, Shirley!

Quitting now in order to serve Happy Hour in about half and hour, then reviewing ASL homework again.

In the meanwhile, I've got some tidying up for the evening to do, including grabbing Tali and brushing her, which is -- eh 50/50 chance. She cannot be shamed, and the fact that All The OTHER Cats have been groomed today means nothing to her.

Everybody stay safe; I'll see you tomorrow.

Monday. Sunny and warm, heading for warmer. It was a struggle to get out of bed this morning. Woke up twice, went back to sleep, and was seriously tempted to try for a personal best of three naps before officially getting up.

Breakfast was PB&J on a toasted English muffin, accompanied in part by the Dead's "Good Lovin'". I have not one clue about lunch; hate to do a salad again, because, while veggies are Good for Us, boring meals do not fill one with a desire to eat.

So, this morning I was planning on going out to the Agway and foraging for eyelets so I could make my webbing in the laundry room closet. However! I was in Steve's office, muttering about this plan, and opened the closet door for -- I have no idea, really -- and a wire shelf that I guess had been leaning against the wall, fell out on me (no worries; it's not a big shelf). And I stood there like a dummy, staring at it for two long minutes before I picked it up and took it to the laundry room, where I slid it easily into the upper space where Steve's stacking had failed under unusual stress, and I was going to install rope webbing.

. . .by the way, that thready organ line in the background of "Rebel Yell"? Is worth the whole song, right there.

Anyhoots, problem solved and I don't have to go out to Agway this morning, but! I do need to go out to get milk, and while I'm at the shopping center, I may do a tour of TJMaxx, just because it's there.

There are various other items on the to-do list, including getting the trash into the garage in preparation for the Grand March to the curb, tomorrow morning. Calling to reserve a place in a glass-blowing class while I'm at Corning -- yes, I decided that I will regret it forever, if I don't at least TRY to blow glass -- gathering up the pieces of that possible chapbook, and registering the washer and dryer. Also, writing. I want to finish the section I started yesterday, which is, for those who are curious, the prologue.

My mailbag has been interesting these last couple days. Today's question is: Why did I "have" Tekelia go to Visalee with All Those Stops? Boorrrrriiiiiinnnngg.

Short answer: Like it says in the book, Tekelia had to go to Visalee (by the way, I do not advise anyone who values their peace of mind to attempt to "have" Tekelia do anydamnthing) to bring Blays back to Ribbon Dance Village. The reason there were so many stops is that Tekelia is not a superperson -- Visalee is a long distance, and refueling was required.

Longer answer: Because not only did Blays need to be fetched, and the fact that Tekelia has limits established, but The Reader had to become familiar with the Counsels to Chaos, and the geography of Colemeno beyond the city, as well as to set up Wildege. I'm actually fairly proud of using that trip to accomplish multiple pieces of work that would be important later on in the book.

Slightly snarky answer: It's always wise to recall that one person's too much cake/meetings/trading/accountants/icky-kissy-stuff is another person's Oh, perfect! Since there is no possible chance that I'm going to please everybody, I aim to please myself.

All righty, then! Who else is out of milk?

Yes, today's blog title from the Grateful Dead, "Good Lovin'"

Yesterday's coworkers: