Yesterday, the sun was shining

Yesterday, it was sunny and bright and cold, naturally.

We were early on the road, and accomplished a few errands -- stopping at the post office to mail a package, picking up the framed art for Dragon in Exile (which looks Even. More. Awesome.), doing the banking -- before landing at the dentist's office for my appointment.  I am inordinately proud to report that I accomplished this without the use of valium or happy-drugs of any kind.  Nor did I murder the technician, who had the foresight to squirt my gums and teeth with a fast-acting numbing agent, so I could relax (for values of relaxing) in the knowledge that no way was this going to hurt.

Win-win-win.

After the dentist, since it was, as reported sunny, and because neither of us has been ANYwhere save the grocery store, the pharmacy, and the doctor since we got home from PhilCon. . .we went for a ride.  It was soooooo clear that we went All the Way Out to Madison, just so we could take the high ridge road and look out over the mountains of Maine and of Far New Hampshire, some of them wearing snow caps, and all of them magnificent against the day-sky.

We made the choice, when the ridge road disappeared at Route 201, to turn right, back toward Skowhegan and civilization, rather than follow the sun out to Solon and Jackman, and be obliged to drive home in the dark.

On the way home, we stopped for lunch at the Flatlanda Restaurant, in Fairfield.  I have liver and onions, Steve had lemon-crusted haddock; both meals were good, and plenty too much.  I brought half of mine home.  Tangentially, Trooper informs me that Maine Coon Cats are Very Partial to liver.

Last night, I opened Chapter 12 of Alliance of Equals and added 335 words.  Theses would be the first 335 new words I've added to this manuscript for seven weeks, so I'm calling Progress.  Today, I hope for more.

Today is another day like yesterday:  sunny, blue, and cold, but I'm scheduled to stay in with my to-do list to hand.  On the schedule, in addition to writing this blog post, and writing, is the Grooming of the Coon Cats (Scrabble only allows Steve to groom her).

What's on your to-do list today?

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Progress on Alliance of Equals
40,803/100,000 OR 40.8% COMPLETE

There had been doors. He remembered the old wooden door; the main door into Jelaza Kazone; the tree-and-dragon worn smooth by the palms of countless homecoming Korval pilots.